Sixty seconds now feels more like thirty
When our hour glass runs out, we can't restart
Time keeps going, our vision gets blurry
All we will have left is what's in our hearts

It's scary to think, in just a few years
Everything will be gone, that's all we get
Theres no more happiness, and no more fears
Our time will be up, our fate will be set

So we must live like there's no tomorrow
And we should laugh when the jokes aren't funny
We need to stop living life in sorrow
And be as sweet as the summer honey

So when death does finally knock on our door
We can be content with what he has in store

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