why won't you stay my memories my remorse it's too large for my soul why didn't i indeed i should've gone all out i should've done better in the end the one that gets hurt is me i'm never getting time back wish i could get that to my young mind. but a bundle of thyme a teardrop a tick a tock three hands one heart maybe we can make this work. a swish a swoosh, n o p e n o p e n o p e . . .