Tick Tock – Time Slips Away
Tick tock – man turns to child
Tick tock – ashes to dust
And leaves fall from trees, as they must
Tick tock – the course of life
Tick tock – no one halts its strife
Tick tock – welcome to the ride
Sometimes joyful, sometimes a rough tide
Tick tock – so the hours pass
Tick tock – the hands spin fast
Tick tock – the circle of pain
You cannot escape it, that much is plain
Tick tock – hour by hour we’re bound
Tick tock – a circle, always round
Tick tock – the echo in the dark
Don’t you hear the ghosts remark?
Tick tock – the circle grows tight
Tick tock – comes the dark reaper’s night
Tick – he’s sharpened his scythe for you
The tock, he’s taken – quiet and true …