When push comes to shove
A day is just a day
Not a changable light bulb
But time that doesn't stayHow does one seize the moment
How do we know it's not a waste
'Cause the time keeps on goin'
Like a forced horse raceWe do what we must
We do what we can
But where do we put our trust
As time is shredded by the fanI suggest you do what makes you happy
Its better to have those days then those that are crappy
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