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By: MarcPaperScissor
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I fell asleep with my hand by my head
And fell into a time away from my bed
The face of my watch is the image I see
It’s ticking
It’s ticking
It’s ticking at me
It told me to not waste any time
And to do what I must while I am still in my prime
The cycle of life is the life that you lead
All I can do is give you the time that you need
For the sands of time will cover your tracks
But for now live life to the fullest just stay calm and relaxed
I told my watch he was right for I had to agree
It kept ticking
Ticking
Ticking at me
He used his hands to convey his message
To live life on a limb and walk on the ledges
For the thrill of chance is a beautiful dance
A sweet taste of a timely romance
And with that I woke to the silence of night
Not a sound to be heard just a warm glowing light
And in that instant I knew what to do
Inspired by light and a dream that was true
And from that time on I felt in my head
What I learnt from my watch as I slept in my bed
There’s not enough money in the world that could pay
For that second, that hour that one extra day
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