Timepiece
Tick, Tock, Ticking in my head
An invisible timepiece dangles
Keeping me constantly aware
Held captive in it's snare
Tick, Tock, Ticking... everywhere
Racing, chasing against shadows
Gathering bits of lost time
Watching white rabbits run through my mind
Scared of what there is to find
Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock
Influential numbers ruling my life
Bullying me into action
Receiving no satisfaction of accomplishment
Draining the passion for which I was meant
Tick, Tock, Ticking...
A constant battle to beat the clock
Resisting the pull of time
Wanting to make this life mine
Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock... chime
Dana
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