Tick tock goes the clock
Imagination running wild
A thousand thoughts a second
I am only a child
Tick tock goes the clock
Summer that never ends
A thousand thoughts a second
Playing tag with friends
Tick tock goes the clock
I go to work all day
A thousand thoughts a second
Move out of my way
Tick tock goes the clock
Time flies right along
A thousand thoughts a second
I wish I were young
Tick tock goes the clock
It never stops or slows
A thousand thoughts a second
Where does our lifetime go?
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I See Through
PoetryPoetic musings of Barry Tudor on life and introspection. A journey of a motorcycling American poet lost in the midst of his own country. Hellish past. Glorious present.
