When a clock went tick tick.
The time disappears into oblivion.
Seconds only slow went seen.
Days take weeks when young
Weeks are days when old.
To have the finger on the pulse of the Sun
Would be know how it goes by.
Time is the sand in your hand.
You can never grab the exact sand twice.
Change happens without notice.
Futures shift to pasts like shadows disappear in light
All the time, a clock goes tick, tick