Time Goes On (Song)

Your life passes through the cords of time,
ticking and aging before your eyes.
Why do you often say to yourself,
there's always time for another try.

Tick, tick, goes that clock.
I gotta get going, no time to stop.
Hurried, hurried on goes my pace...
I've got to keep running,
if I'm ever going to win this race.

The years go by like a stormy wind,
breaking and blowing through your life.
The shattered pieces of your world,
lay all around you in mounting strife.

Tick, tick, goes that clock.
I gotta get going, no time to stop.
Hurried, hurried on goes my pace...
I've got to start sprinting,
if I'm ever going to win this race.

Troubles weighting heavy on your mind,
yet never stopping, never looking back.
My life goes round and around,
this perpetual and treacherous track.

Tick, tick, goes that clock.
I gotta get going, no time to stop.
Hurried, hurried on goes my pace...
Glancing back to gauge my lead,
I see only one... running this race.