The Final Countdown

Time is ticking, and ticking,

Pretentious paranoia comes to play with the dreams,

The dreams of tomorrow which have come too soon.

We weren't ready,

You weren't prepared;

For the fighting against fate and the life clock

Struggling through each day in a paralyzed figure

Where's your head at?

Where's your mind?

Overthinking, never seeking,

Hiding behind a broken down shield

The clock is always moving forward.

Can't escape, for time has no rules,

and Fate has no jurisdiction.

Watch the rainfall, it's all we own

The freedom to watch what we can't control

Watch time, it may speed up or slow down

It may completely stop in the phobic mind

You'll never know what's there until it's gone,

Even with one eye open it sneaks away.

Memories a passing facade of fear against time

There's the past, learn from the mistakes

Here's the present, try to survive and live it

Where's the future?

It's coming up fast

Death's shadow looming nearby

Are you afraid of the big bad clock?

Time is ticking, always ticking.