Tic tac, tic tac,
the clock is always running,
Tic tac, tic tac,
losing the moments bad or stunning...

Yes, there was a time,
when we were there together,
yes, our time is gone,
nothing never last forever.

You´re always here,
you´re in my heart,
but you´re leaving there,
now my life is hard.

Tic tac, tic tac,
the clock is always running,
Tic tac, tic tac,
losing the moments bad or stunning...

When we were together,
our days were light,
we had feelings, never
dissapear tonight.

When you see me walking,
you see I´m alone,
you don´t hear me talking
of our past along.

Tic tac, tic tac,
the clock is always running,
Tic tac, tic tac,
losing the moments bad or stunning...

- Tarmo Selter -
2024

It all seemed to go by so quick
Like the second hand on a clock
It felt so surreal like a tick
All I hear is a click, like tock

The morning of seemed so bright
We said goodbye as normal
And then came the night
When everything felt so formal

There was a knock on the door
Followed by the drop of a glass
But it wasn’t the drop of wine that hit the floor
It was tears for feelings that would never surpass

In a few months she would have been a bride
How is it fair for one to be deprived
What more could I have tried
Now the clock is stuck at 4:45

Time itself knew to stand still
So, each day I take a walk
To a little spot up the hill
And each day I sit and stare at the clock

racing           bark and froth
tok  -   toy  -   tok
beating    against the clock
the insistent derange    against time
               only    enforces    the medium

More than not spend all day in bed
Remarkable how depression works around the clock
By the time I manage to raise my head
Sheep gather to be counted in a flock