The ticking clock

tick, tick goes the clock

the arms go round, feel the heart beat tick, tick.

The numbers, each one an enemy

tick, tick goes the clock

things to hate, even more to love

tick, tick goes the clock.

Always counting down,

yet somehow always back around,

“tick” said the clock, “always keep me in the back of your head”.

Your head on the block, tick goes the clock

life passes by, you float into the sky.

The clock ticks slower, slower.

Silent goes the clock