The hour is falling, time is running
The air is breathing and makes you breathe
You watch the sky and see the sun setting
at the horizon
The day that was yesterday is still today
The night that slept might arouse you
tomorrow
This life has seen many things
Under the sun, it has tasted and enjoyed every
deep within
Still the hour is ticking and then you
pick your toes
Even after ages of walk, you are on your
feet for a go
You step again with the same old face
You are after your smile that once brought
joy
Over the bridges and cold thin wind
What makes you love this stubborn air?
Where do you see your lifeline ending?
When is the day that you started running?
Out of your hard old self, you find a new
life beginning with sorry
There is still time, you are sitting on
your chair
Counting your end, how far it is yet to
take?
Trying to make sure everything around is
bright and well
Things that surrounds you; will you let
them go
Will you stay still to catch the next hour
of snow
It seems your lifeline is waiting
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