Ugly Duckling Follow

we talk about time, does it exist
or is it just a word that i can dismiss
there's a clock on the wall and it won't stop tickin'
i try not to listen
but it dictates every little thing i do
from when i wakin' up until my day is through
then i'm always hearin' that life doesnt last long
we better get it all here before we pass on
some people say we came from an explosion
that the door is closin' we're only decomposin'
embodied like the body of a pharoah in a lost tomb
is that the end or is flesh and blood a costume
'cause other folks say life lasts forever
that we're all lost sheep looking for the shepherd
thus it's a question of time or the infinite
whos in control and where do I fit into it
is it our chance like the odds in Vegas
or should we be on our knees praying God oh save us
i take the rock of ages, we struggle to define
when time means nothing the end of time

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time means nothing
the end of time (x2)

there's a clock on the wall
and it won't stop tickin' (x2)

what if, we were the only specie
and we all evolved on the ocean and the deep sea
once upon the land that put a heart in the man
and the capability to build art with his hands
why we driftin' through space untie it like a shoelace
run in a race with very few who place
we be in hyperdrive but we don't collide
rolling like a stone time is on my side
imagine a place with no clicks from a clock
nowhere to jump off, no grips and no rocks
feel the toll of gravity, a hole or a cavity
then go and take control of your soul and your sanity
it's easy to do, count to twenty by twos
don't need a book of flight look left look right
you can see the shadows from the meteorites
no television screens and no media hype
i'll climb Orion's belt and grab ahold of his kilt
and if my grip starts to slip I can yell for help
or I can just let go, who's with me, let's go
you gotta close your eyes and follow the echo

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