in my youth i was young though it never held me back as i aged i got older and found time a nagging fact toc tic the clock persists 'you're running out of time.' i'm not so quick but must insist 'you're running in rewind.' 'now night will follow day instead of the reverse. i'll pay you no mind anyway if you continue so perverse.' 'you can't pay in mind who could make change so small?' it was what i though i'd find speaking with a clock on a wall in my youth i was young i lamented every loss as i aged i got older and learned life is worth the cost