Time flies my friend,
and yet, here we are,
still as far away from
home as we ever was.

Time is a killer, a silent 
bloody serial killer, that 
comes for all of us.
In the end, there is no
escape, no defence.

Please don't waste no
precious time, it's your 
life on the line.

Your happiness, your bliss,
I can promise you this,
there's not enough time,
to have spent when you
come to the end of the line.

When time has stolen all your
precious days, all your love
that could have been, all that
never was, but you wish you
could have had.