This one really needs to be heard, but since I have not figured out how to put audio on this blog, you will have to read it. C'mon, you have to read to the end.
The March of Time
By Henry David Rosso
Tick tock tick tock
Tick tock tick tock
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Tick tock tick tock
The clock begins
With the first gasp of air
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Tick tock tick tock
We breach, we breath
We cry, we sleep
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We grow, we learn
We search, we yearn
Tick tock tick tock
Tick tock tick tock
We run, we play
We win, we lose
Tick tock tick tock
Tick tock tick tock
We meet, we greet
We love, we hate
Tick tock tick tock
Tick tock tick tock
We feel, we probe
We kiss, we love
Tick tock, tick tock
Tick tock tick tock
We wed, we leave
We hide, we regret
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We cry, we mourn
We forget, we flail
Tick tock tick tock
Tick tock tick tock
Time passes, parts fail
Lines blur, friends drift
Tick tock Tick tock
Tick tock tick tock
The mind wants more
The heart says no
Tick tock tick tock
Tic
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