The Clock

Tick, tock, tick, tock...
day, night, day, night
live, die, live, die
black, white, black, white
truth, lie, truth, lie
Tick, tock, tick, tock...
the world turns,
the sun burns.
The stars shine,
and the day is left behind.
Tick, tock, tick, tock...
right, wrong, right, wrong
old, new, old, new
ding, dong, ding, dong
kill, sue, kill, sue
Tick, tock, tick, tock...
The sound life mocks,
one hand here, one hand there.
The timing on the clock
minutes pass without a care.

by Gil Garcia

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