Monday, December 06, 2004
time
Silver hands go spinning by,
Tick-tock rhythm, time does fly.
Before you know it in the blink of an eye,
You're that much closer to the time you die.
There never seems to be enough time,
To right the wrongs, undo the crimes,
Never seems to be enough time,
To love, to hate, we're always late.
Wake up calls, alarms, ringing bells,
No time to ever be ourselves,
Rushing around, we got no direction,
We're slipping away, losing our traction.
Stop to smell the blooming roses,
Let their thorns pierce our noses.
Smash alarms, turn off the clocks,
Stop everything, its time to rock!
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had sailing training with chij! haha. so fun =P
our band made it in for the auditions, so everyone
come support us for our concert ok? heh. will tell
yall where n when when i noe. arnd march next year.
P.S. the above song is dedicated to my fren whom
i promised to write a song abt time. enjoy!!
damn shagged now...time to sleep.
6:46 PM
isaac had a glimmer of hope
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