20110119

20110119

Tick tock, tick tock
No time left for us
Tears fill the bed we shared
No longer safe and secure there
Straight to the back of the line
Plan life from an empty list
Success turned failure
No good can come from this
Do your best to break the clock
Gasp for air and look around
By the time you're where you want to be
It'll probably be too late