Seriously
The tide goes in
The tide goes out
In the end
My mind fills up with doubt
About what we're doing here
Our purpose don't seem clear
I'm lost and confused
And I don't know what to do
What to do?
Don't take it so serious
Don't take it so seriously
Don't take it so serious
Seriously
So.....
I have had this thing with "The clock of life" and time and the reality that our time here is so very fleeting for a long ass time and wrote the musings below...which all go to various music I've written to express my angst on this subject..
My obsession with time all started when I was @ 18 years old.. I was on my knees installing some vinyl tile flooring in a random kitchen, in a random apartment somewhere in Anaheim...there on the refrigerator was a poem posted that so moved me I (with at the time a great memory) memorized it...and the torture began...
The clock of life is wound but once
And no man has the power
To say just when the hands will stop
At late or early hour
Live each day as if it were your last
Live , love, toil with a will
But place no faith in tomorrow
For the clock may then be still
So here are some of my musings and a little video about some Greek freak "feel awful sir" named Seneca who I guess was similarily hung up with this thing we call time...
Time is an illusion, but it sure feels real...
Time
Ticking away
year after month after week day after day
Time is the enemy
It ticks past you, becomes a memory
Time is an illusion, but it sure feels real.
I can't believe how time flies
But it sure goes fast
I can't believe how time flies
Changing present into past
The clock of life is ticking
to its steady beat
but the clock ain't going nowhere
It's on a dead end street
Seems I was just a young man
twenty years ago
now I'm half way to an old man
where did all the time go?
There's a time in life
when you're just too young
There's a time in life when life is just no fun
There's a time in life
when you're just too old
There's a time in life when life is just so cold
There's a time in life
When there's no more time
There's a time in life you must cross the finish line..
Yes Time is the enemy
It ticks past you becomes a memory
Time is an illusion but it sure feels real