For time is something that cannot be controlled
It steals life that should be more than memory
The good times rot and turn to history
The good times rot and turn to history
Like bread left uneaten will turn to mold
Time shapes what life we have, scorching our joy
As life is the match, so time is the flame
At your death you’ve only got your own name
A blaze, a flash, then time will destroy
Take each moment and make it the finest,
Experience the best in everything new
Embrace the things you know to be true
It is your life to live to the fullest
God gives you every moment of your life
Trust Him in the good times and through the strife
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