Time goes round
We are bound
By the cycle it seems
And forlorn dreams
We’ll never nab
Our lives so drab
Each tick we see
Eternity
Adroitly dance
Another chance
(though relative)
To truly live.
Time goes round
We are bound
By the cycle it seems
And forlorn dreams
We’ll never nab
Our lives so drab
Each tick we see
Eternity
Adroitly dance
Another chance
(though relative)
To truly live.
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