The Journey
Time starts ticking the day that we're born
Today becomes tomorrow's past
Yesterday is just a forgotten memory
That's fading away too fast
Everyday when the sun starts to set
We draw closer to the grave
Death keeps calling us, every hour
'Til we become his slave
When we are young, we live forever
Living life to the fullest, we're bold
But one day soon time comes to collect
Then the grave awaits, we're old
Looking back and counting our blessings
We curse the things that we've lost
For time doesn't care who we were
And all must pay the cost
Our life is only an echo in time
Destined to disappear
From birth to the grave, then we're gone
It's like we were never here
For everyone has a beginning
And soon, we all have an end
The beginning and end barely matter
It's the journey, we have to defend
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