I need some more time

I can feel my life trickling away like sand through my fingers
The ticking sound of the clock is beckoning me
Come, come, come,
I try to live two hours in one,
I fear death and yet I know not how to live
Will I learn in time ?
To make peace between my soul and my mind
Will I have time to find the truth?
So many questions, so many plans,
So many wishes, so little time.
And the ticking sound of the clock is still beckoning me
Come, come, come
How much time is there still in stock for me?
What takes more courage to live or to die
The panic is striking!
Which way shall I turn?
Will I go to heaven or will I burn?
Just a little longer I need some more time
If only for the last time,
To smell the flowers and talk to the trees
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