Am I the only one, who puts off for tomorrow those things, which should be done today?
Once again I tell myself that at days first light, my future will get under way.
As I watch the sunset and feel night fall: then all too soon the day breaks and dawns on me.
How many times have I made this promise: how many mornings will there be for me?
The sun also rises, as did I,
Glancing in the mirror I tell my image, the same lie
Iíll have a little coffee; I need that boost of energy, to race into my future at noon:
The clock keeps on ticking: and time keeps on kicking: again I say noon is still too soon.
Have you ever spent time worrying about when the world will come to an end?
Remember this very second is the end of the world for someone, somewhere, my friend.
There was a time I asked for death; I thought I could not stand lifeís pain:
God answered my prayer; gave me strength to bear it and I hunger for lifeís thunder and rain.
What time is it? The realization of time gone by, I grab knotted ropes and try to bind it.
Time is like standing in a river; itís never the same water because itís always moving. (No time). I couldnít find it.
I have treated time as though it were a bus: Missed the first one, catch the next one.
No fuss, no muss; a bus is just a bus.
But, no not time we canít rush it, stop it, or even slow it down.
Time is timeless in every time zone; it never stops and itís never found.
Iíve wiled away time only to find I can not get it back.
Time passed me and drew on my face wrinkles; in my hair silver sprinkles; it is no longer black.
Time and how we choose to use it,
May very well determine how and when we will lose it.
I choose now to live my life, instead of watching life living me:
As I look back in time, it has taken far less than it has given me.
My face and name are number one, on the ten most wanted lists;
How can I disguise my face?
Mother nature and father time filed a murder warrant against me, for killing time;
They have a pretty good case.
There is no need for judge or jury, I plead guilty of the crime.
I wonder how many others have stolen, spent and thrown away their time.
The sentence is equal to the sum total of every second Iíve lost,
By the time we find weíve committed a crime on time, we canít afford to pay the cost.
When time is stolen, spent and killed, the penalty with interest is death.
The price canít be paid in time installments; the cost is my last breath.
With eyes opened wide, search for your time:
And should you find it, hold on with all your might;
Live every moment, in every moment,
Itís your time, even if itís just for tonight.
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