Time ⏰️⏱️⏳️⌚️🕑🕰🕗

Taking away the moments that make up a dull day

Fritter and waste the hours in a bad way

Picking around on a piece of ground in your hometown

Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine

Staying home to watch the rain

And you are young, life is long, and all is time to give away.

And then one day you find, ten years have got behind you,

No one told you when to run, you Mr. Stubblegum.

closer to death!

Every year is getting shorter

Never seem to find the time

Times that either come to naught

Or half a page of string of rhymes

Hanging on in quiet desperation

Is the English way

The time is gone, the song is over

Thought I'd something more to say

Home, home again

I like to be here when I can

And when I come home cold and tired

It's good to warm my bones beside the fire

Far away, across the field

The tolling of the iron bell

Calls the faithful to their knees

To hear the softly spoken magic spell