by Phillip Underwood

Created on: January 19, 2007   Last Updated: December 03, 2007

Swinging on the pendulum
Racing past the stars
Don't look down
You might not like what you see.

Time will wait for no one.

Run with it
Or die in its wake.
Roll with it
Your life's at stake.

The bells chime
For the passing of another hour
One step closer to the end
Or is the end where we start again?

From birth to junior high
The world is yours
A big bright path before you
Then the accelerator sticks.

And it is fast-forward to the end.

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