Time (Live)
Tick-tock-tick
See the second hand
Run around the face again
Numbers passing where
Memories should be
And you walk so fast
That you can not see
What you're walking past
Everything seems to be
Just beyond your reach
You say
Times gonna be, times gonna be,
Times gonna be on my
Side someday
But for now i've got to fight
Just to make my way
In a world where everybody's
Racing to reach the top
You've got to keep from
Slowing down
So you don't lose your spot
And the spring fades away
The days of your youth are gone
Summer comes to take it's place
Still your hands are full with
The fruit of your labor
Success in your grasp
Still something seems amiss to you
But you'r'e blind to what it is
Clock-in, Clock-out
Your 9 to 5
Everybody's working
For the weekend
When they'll have time
To slow this down and realize
What it is that they've
Been working for anyway
Now you've got a wife and kids
But you've got no time
To spend with them and
Overtime seems to be
More important to you anyway
You say
Times gonna be, times gonna be,
Times gonna be on my
Side someday
But for now i've got to fight
Just to make my way
In a world where everybody's
Racing to reach the top
You've got to keep from
Slowing down
So you don't lose your spot
And the summer turns to fall
The trees shed their color
And their nakedness is shown
Still your hands are full with
The fruit of your labor
Success in your grasp
Still something seems amiss to you
But you'r'e blind to what it is
The winter comes
And takes you with it
Your hands are empty
Holding regret
Your wife and kids
All left and gone
And you wonder
What you been wasting
Your life on anyway
Starts with a second
To a minute, to an hour
To a day, to a week, to a year
Than it's gone
And you wonder where your
Life has gone to
Starts with a second
To a minute, to an hour
To a day, to a week, to a year
Now it's gone
And you wonder where your
Life has gone to
Starts with a second
To a minute, to an hour
To a day, to a week, to a year
Now it's gone
And you wonder where your
Life has gone to
Starts with a second
To a minute, to an hour
To a day, to a week, to a year
Now it's gone
And you wonder where your
Life has gone to
See the second hand
Run around the face again
Numbers passing where
Memories should be
And you walk so fast
That you can not see
What you're walking past
Everything seems to be
Just beyond your reach
You say
Times gonna be, times gonna be,
Times gonna be on my
Side someday
But for now i've got to fight
Just to make my way
In a world where everybody's
Racing to reach the top
You've got to keep from
Slowing down
So you don't lose your spot
And the spring fades away
The days of your youth are gone
Summer comes to take it's place
Still your hands are full with
The fruit of your labor
Success in your grasp
Still something seems amiss to you
But you'r'e blind to what it is
Clock-in, Clock-out
Your 9 to 5
Everybody's working
For the weekend
When they'll have time
To slow this down and realize
What it is that they've
Been working for anyway
Now you've got a wife and kids
But you've got no time
To spend with them and
Overtime seems to be
More important to you anyway
You say
Times gonna be, times gonna be,
Times gonna be on my
Side someday
But for now i've got to fight
Just to make my way
In a world where everybody's
Racing to reach the top
You've got to keep from
Slowing down
So you don't lose your spot
And the summer turns to fall
The trees shed their color
And their nakedness is shown
Still your hands are full with
The fruit of your labor
Success in your grasp
Still something seems amiss to you
But you'r'e blind to what it is
The winter comes
And takes you with it
Your hands are empty
Holding regret
Your wife and kids
All left and gone
And you wonder
What you been wasting
Your life on anyway
Starts with a second
To a minute, to an hour
To a day, to a week, to a year
Than it's gone
And you wonder where your
Life has gone to
Starts with a second
To a minute, to an hour
To a day, to a week, to a year
Now it's gone
And you wonder where your
Life has gone to
Starts with a second
To a minute, to an hour
To a day, to a week, to a year
Now it's gone
And you wonder where your
Life has gone to
Starts with a second
To a minute, to an hour
To a day, to a week, to a year
Now it's gone
And you wonder where your
Life has gone to
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Hadden
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