January, February, March
The days are marching forward
April, May, June and July
They fly like a hummingbird
August, September, October
The year is almost over
November, December arrive
Another year come and gone
Time is illusion
Time is a curse
Time is all these things and worse
But our time is now, oh-oh-oh-oh
Yes, our time is now, oh-oh-oh-oh
Let us sing before our time runs out
The sound of your laughter, your smile
These things are never changing
But Monday I blink and it's Friday
I wish we could slow it down
Saturday, Sunday, now Monday
Another week starting over
Seconds to minutes to hours
Here's what I've found
Time is illusion
Time is a curse
Time is all these things and worse
But our time is now, oh-oh-oh-oh
Yes, our time is now, oh-oh-oh-oh
Let us sing before our time runs out
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