I'm running out of time
and the clock is ticking fast
But I'm trying to erase
all the damage in my past

I'm running out of time
and these minutes never last
But the darkness that I face
is the shadow that I cast

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Let this be an elegy
While he lies there
You know what I mean
Bury his body
Down by the side
Of a crooked highway
His spirit will soon flag
A Greyhound bus
And someday will ride
Right on out of our lives
Back to the dark tower
Where past power and fame
Will be hung like a black flag
Tattered and limp in his shame.

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Jim Croce - Time in a bottle

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day till eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then
Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do, once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go through time with

If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty, except for the memory of how
They were answered by you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do, once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go through time with


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I took this name as a tribute to what we used to do;
I took this name as a tribute to nobody but you,
I remember laying under the cover of the stars,
Under the cover of the night sky that sat so far.
I remember being near you, before everything happened;
We spoke a lot, not really sure what the other was asking,
Just a constant chatter over useless dribble of topics
But under the star's light, our problems were microscopic.

I remember the last days, seeing your smile that hid the pain you'd hide,
I wished so hard for what I heard not to be true, every shooting stars,
Every passing cars, praying that you weren't deep underneath;
And then, for the final time, I started counting stars until I cried.