Time
Time, Time, running out of time
Sometimes wondering what is going though our minds
Feeling the world is twisting and changing
Sometimes feeling like we're straining
Aways feeling like we're racing
Time, Time, running out of time
Sometimes we wish we can unwind
But we can't because we're always on remind
Feeling like the rabbit from Alice and Wonderland
Sometimes wondering if we even have a plan
Time, Time, running out of time
Always searching for downtime
Always searching for a dime
Feels like climbing ladders and stairs stacking and stacking
Making my heart feel like cracking and cracking...
Making me wonder if my future is blacking.....
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