Wednesday, May 2, 2007
tic toc...
tic toc, tic toc...
out of contridiction, such suffering is born:
your way my way...ALL IS GOD'S HIGHWAY,
even the butterfly whose wing is torn.
seven days in which to LIVE...flying round IT'S SKY...
wonder if a butterfly,has time to wonder why?
only for a season does a buttercup appear;
doubt that it has any time to dream a dream of fear.
tic toc tic toc...NOW check your watch...
and wonder what you'll be...
break the bonds of time and whys...in this INSTANT...
BE FREE...
tlcoriginals...
out of contridiction, such suffering is born:
your way my way...ALL IS GOD'S HIGHWAY,
even the butterfly whose wing is torn.
seven days in which to LIVE...flying round IT'S SKY...
wonder if a butterfly,has time to wonder why?
only for a season does a buttercup appear;
doubt that it has any time to dream a dream of fear.
tic toc tic toc...NOW check your watch...
and wonder what you'll be...
break the bonds of time and whys...in this INSTANT...
BE FREE...
tlcoriginals...
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