Tick-tock, tick-tock
Life is ticking away,
every hour, every day
Time is passing to my dismay,
Tick-tock, tick-tock
Eyes are dim, hair is gray
Time marches on, as we slowly decay,
Tick-tock, tick-tock
Shorter of breath, closer to death,
The alarm clock rings, my heart sings,
I live to see another day.
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