Bitter Clock

Sense of all that’s happened?
So bewildered, perplexed, twisted in the head.

[Chorus]
Oh, time is a merciless thief,
Stealing moments, bringing grief,
Every tick a reminder, every tock a sigh,
Caught in this race, oh, why must we fly?

[Verse 2]
Al Capone is heartless, cruel, you say?
Me thinks you got it all confused!
It is the savage ticking of the clock,
Every second strikes the head, no pause for the muse.

[Chorus]
Oh, time is a merciless thief,
Stealing moments, bringing grief,
Every tick a reminder, every tock a sigh,
Caught in this race, oh, why must we fly?

[Bridge]
Every changing minute, I implore, wait,
I am still not in cadence with you,
Yet, despite my adamant protestations,
It clicks the minutes, hours, days — a relentless cue.

[Verse 3]
And I am only left running after that indifferent train,
It will not grace its passengers, bearing only the strain,
To rest, reenergize, to align with its rhythm,
So much to learn, so many skills to master, so much to say, so much to forward and rewind.

[Outro]
Absolutely no time to unwind,
Against the clock we all race,
Enough, tired, dream of the day when instead of racing with the bitter ticking clock,
Whose amusement is only spiting, we will finally parade alongside him.