Time
Years have passed away
And I await the coming days
The years were only a few days ago
The next days will only be a few hours away
I remember those hours of yesterday
When I was young and carefree
Sometimes I have to stop and wonder
Where my next hours will take me
People have come and gone
Leaving memories to last a lifetime
some have left a hole in my heart
Others have left a light that will forever shine
If time stood still, what would I see?
If I could go back, what would I do differently?
If I could change the future, where would I be?
In this existence that we call life, these thoughts lead to insanity.
What is insanity?
Is it being a prisoner from the grasps of normality?
Is it an escape from reality?
Maybe it's escapism from leading a life of mediocrity
No matter how I try to justify life, time will keep passing by
Every minute Man enters this world, piercing us with His birth cry
His life will be less than a speck of sand, considering the vastness of the universe
With death He will be blessed, with this life He'll be cursed.
Is it life that's a blessing?
Is death an eternal curse?
Then, why do we believe in an afterlife?
Why is life such a paradox?
Maybe we only have one life to live
The next life is only a fantasy
A fool's way to escape from reality
To give life a meaning beyond what we see
Maybe The Truth is beyond our reach
Something that The One will never teach
For then we'll be gods living in the world of Man
Living life contrary to The One's Grand Plan
Maybe that's the mistake that Adam made
Took a bite from The Consciousness that he should have never had
For hunger for the unknown was the fall of Man
But, maybe it was meant to be and that was The Grand Plan
The knowledge we've been able to grasp is like fish in a pond
Maybe day by day more will be found
We'll live a better life with knowledge more profound
and solve more mysteries to adorn earth's hallowed ground
All these mysteries we'll never truly know
We'll still have to live our lives and grow
Then one day will come the time when we must leave
We'll wither away like the leaves on the aging trees
The minutes turn into hours
The hours turn into days
The days turn into years
In this cycle, we'll always stay
And I await the coming days
The years were only a few days ago
The next days will only be a few hours away
I remember those hours of yesterday
When I was young and carefree
Sometimes I have to stop and wonder
Where my next hours will take me
People have come and gone
Leaving memories to last a lifetime
some have left a hole in my heart
Others have left a light that will forever shine
If time stood still, what would I see?
If I could go back, what would I do differently?
If I could change the future, where would I be?
In this existence that we call life, these thoughts lead to insanity.
What is insanity?
Is it being a prisoner from the grasps of normality?
Is it an escape from reality?
Maybe it's escapism from leading a life of mediocrity
No matter how I try to justify life, time will keep passing by
Every minute Man enters this world, piercing us with His birth cry
His life will be less than a speck of sand, considering the vastness of the universe
With death He will be blessed, with this life He'll be cursed.
Is it life that's a blessing?
Is death an eternal curse?
Then, why do we believe in an afterlife?
Why is life such a paradox?
Maybe we only have one life to live
The next life is only a fantasy
A fool's way to escape from reality
To give life a meaning beyond what we see
Maybe The Truth is beyond our reach
Something that The One will never teach
For then we'll be gods living in the world of Man
Living life contrary to The One's Grand Plan
Maybe that's the mistake that Adam made
Took a bite from The Consciousness that he should have never had
For hunger for the unknown was the fall of Man
But, maybe it was meant to be and that was The Grand Plan
The knowledge we've been able to grasp is like fish in a pond
Maybe day by day more will be found
We'll live a better life with knowledge more profound
and solve more mysteries to adorn earth's hallowed ground
All these mysteries we'll never truly know
We'll still have to live our lives and grow
Then one day will come the time when we must leave
We'll wither away like the leaves on the aging trees
The minutes turn into hours
The hours turn into days
The days turn into years
In this cycle, we'll always stay
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