The ticking clock, a constant chime,
Reminding us of the endless climb,
Each second gone is a precious dime,
The relentless march of time.
It ticks away without a care,
Leaving memories and moments rare,
It marches on, beyond compare,
The relentless march of time.
We try to hold on, but it slips away,
Like sand through our fingers, it won’t stay,
It moves ahead, with no delay,
The relentless march of time.
So make the most of every day,
Cherish the moments, come what may,
For tomorrow is just a breath away,
The relentless march of time.