It marches on
passage of time 
clutching on to everyone..
you think you’ve won
mastering the moments of it all
catching you off guard - 
you slowly fall..
friend or foe 
Who’s to know 
it gives as much as it takes..
it’s a gift 
Let’s not hate nor escape 
we aren’t glass
we won’t break 
let’s celebrate each moment 
we awake...
It takes us up 
It takes us down
often times left spinning round..
the tick is tocking 
the beauty of life talking 
waiting to share its’ moments of love..
Don’t despair 
be the rare one who knows 
what he’s won..
impossible to hold 
it disintegrates into gold..
time is always new 
the ticking has just begun..