Timeless If Only for a Second
A broken watch lies in my hands
It seems to have died the day I found my fate
Like the burden of knowledge I must act
In fact, run and race time before he beats me to my own game
A head start would suffice
but life seems to object what we find fair
I'd find ways to fly over head
But it's still only fought with an expression of a will
As a universal currecy
How we spend it, is how we ourselves, are portrayed
Whether a worthless replica or a priceless display
Everytime you object or refuse,
This gift is yet again presented to you
This borrowed time is soon to omit,
So take this loan and make it your own -
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