Previously unreleased
| Words & Music |
| by B. Blanke |
The time (part 5)
The time is trickling away
The time knows just one way
Straight from the past to the future the time is ticking away
Sometimes slowly, sometimes fast
But irreversible straight ahead
Our time is ticking away, - knowing just one way
Our time is ticking away
Straight from the cradle to the grave
Our time is ticking away, - there’s no escape
There are no cross roads, there are no bends
There are no side roads, there’s no turning back
In a straight line, our time is ticking away
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