In the silence of the night,
I hear your voice.
Echoes of your laughter,
a haunted voice.
Every moment feels like a race against the clock.
But the hands are moving fast,
and I can't stop.
Speed of time.
Chasing shadows,
memories fading.
In this endless dream,
I feel betrayed.
Running through the fields where we used to play.
Now the light is ***,
it's slipping away.
Time runs out
like a river that won't flow.
Every heartbeat whispers,
I can't let it go.
I'm still alive,
but I'm still lost in the out.
In this cruel world,
where time runs out.
Pictures on the wall,
they tell a story in
fragments of a life that once had glory.
But the pace keeps passing,
leaving me behind.
In place I came in,
with no
finish line.
If I could turn back time,
a hole would be in the earth.
But the clock keeps ticking,
it's crystal clear.
Every second stolen,
every breath I take.
A reminder of the world that faded.
Time runs out.
I'll run through the memories,
hold on tight.
In the depths of my soul,
still my light.
Through the clock that keeps ticking,
I'll never forget.