The ticking clock, a metronome setting the pace for life’s melody
Each second lost, a note that fades, a fleeting memory
Tick tock, the rhythm of time, an ever-present symphony
A constant reminder of life’s dance, a timeless choreography
With every tick, a heartbeat’s echo, a reminder of mortality
The pendulum swings, a reminder of life’s fragile brevity
Tick tock, the melody plays on, a relentless, unyielding force
A reminder to cherish the present, embrace life’s vibrant course
The ticking clock, an invisible hand guiding the ebb and flow
Each tick a whisper, each tock a sigh, a story to be told
Tick tock, the cadence of existence, an unceasing serenade
A gentle nudge to savor each moment, not to let them fade
In the silence of the night, the ticking clock’s lonely song
A lullaby of time’s embrace, where memories belong
Tick tock, the tempo of destiny, a conductor of fate
A gentle encouragement to seize the day, before it’s too late