Seems that our lives are changing day by day
While fleeting years keep getting in the way
They appear to have a mission or two
Since we are pressed for time, what shall we do ?
As the days get shorter and time speeds by
Too much to remember, harder to try
All of our efforts will keep us awake
Along with those chances we often take.
There’s a point in time when we’ll have to halt
Please understand this, it won’t be our fault !
