Tick, Tock

Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock,

The days they pass

The months, they fly

And suddenly the year is over.

Memories flit, like light lightning bugs, past your eyes

Glossy stares, vague smiles

Haunting thoughts of the times you hadn't appreciated.

Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock

The ball in the square will surely drop

One year passes, and a new one dawns

New Hope,

New Memories,

A chance to remember it all

But another year will pass, and memories will be made

And soon we will stop to ponder the year once again

Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock.

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