Time's a-ticking
Day's a-wasting
Tic toc tic toc
It's thirteen o'clock
Got somewhere else to be?
Funny you asked; not really
No one's waiting for me
Time's not a-ticking
Day's not a-wasting
I can sit on a rock
The slow hands of a clock
Got nowhere else to be
Unwarranted immortality
Bequeathed lonely eternity
Life's a-ticking
Heart's a-wasting
Beating, breathing, wheezing
A life sentence with no ending
A well forever a-falling
Transience, let me be found
Or let me hit the ground
