The pointed second hand counts down the life I lead
Marking off my legacy of worldly deeds
Tick-tock-tick
Constantly I think of things I can't complete
Well it's time to throw them into the back seat
Son of a gun!!

Life's a fleeting dream, don't let it go
You gotta make the most of it you know
Don't stop now, don't let it slip away ohhh nooo
Live it up while you can and don't delay ohhh nooo
The point of fleeting dreams: they never stay