tick tock goes the clock

aloft the walk we talk

behind the curtain we fall

to the grave that sees all

tick tock goes the sun

orbits high tree-line for fun

bending shadows stretch far

until one is but a star

Dim light fades

then clammers to life again

the fluttering butterfly in the road

oh its the wind and the wings

No life left lit

burnt to the ground

in ember such has found

still warm to the touch

Tick tock goes life

amidst the covers

no hiding in the dark

with faulty flashlight

Tick tock the clock doesn't stop

for anyone willing to flitter

but flatter flop see the end

heavy showering of dense dark dirt fills

Soils the earth

the corpse

beneath the turmoil

Feeds to life left living

The space in between

Live life with vigor, but until then

Grab your girl, turn to the sky

never letting these days pass you by