Lyrics The End of Time - Ugly Duckling

The End of Time

We talk about time, does it exist?
Or is it just a word that I can dismiss?
There’s a clock on the wall and it won’t stop ticking (Ticking, ticking,
ticking)
I try not to listen
But it dictates everything little thing I do
From when I’m waking up, until my day is through
And I’m always hearing that life doesn’t last long
And that we better be get it all in before pass on
Some people say we came from an explosion
That the door is closing, we’re only decomposing
Rotting like the body of a pharaoh in a lost tomb
Is that the end?
Or is flesh and blood a costume?
'Cause other folks say life lasts forever
That we’re all lost sheep looking for the shepherd
Thus, it’s the question of time or the infinite
Who’s in control?
And where do I fit into it?
Is it all chance like the odds in Vegas?
Or should we be on our knees praying God will save us?
I take the rock of ages
We struggle to define when time means nothing, the end of time
Time means nothing, the end of time (End of time, of time, of time, time, time,
time)
Time means nothing, the end of time (End of time, of time, of time, time, time,
time)
There’s a clock on the wall and it won’t stop ticking
(Ticking, ticking, ticking, ticking
Ticking, ticking, ticking, ticking
Ticking, ticking, ticking, ticking)
There’s a clock on the wall and it won’t stop ticking
(Ticking, ticking, ticking, ticking
Ticking, ticking, ticking, ticking
Ticking, ticking, ticking, ticking)
What if, we were the only species
And we all evolved from the ocean and the deep sea?
Was it part of the plan to put a heart in a man?
And the capability to build art with his hands?
Are we drifting through space?
Untied like the shoelace?
Running a race with very few who place
Hitting hyperdrive, hope we don’t collide
Going like a stone time is on my side
Imagine a place with no clicks from a clock
Nowhere to jump off, no cliffs and no rocks
Feel the tour of gravity a hole or a cavity
Now go and take control of your soul and your sanity
It’s easy to do
Count to twenty by twos
No need to book a flight, look left look right
You can see the showers from the meteorites
No television screens and no media hype
I’ll climb Orion’s belt and grab a hold of his kilt
And if my grip starts to slip, I can yell for help
Or I can just let go
Who’s with me?
Let’s go
You gotta close your eyes and follow the echo (Echo, echo)
Time means nothing, the end of time (End of time, of time, of time, time, time,
time)
Time means nothing, the end of time (End of time, of time, of time, time, time,
time)
There’s a clock on the wall and it won’t stop ticking
(Ticking, ticking, ticking, ticking
Ticking, ticking, ticking, ticking
Ticking, ticking, ticking, ticking)
There’s a clock on the wall and it won’t stop ticking
(Ticking, ticking, ticking, ticking
Ticking, ticking, ticking, ticking
Ticking, ticking, ticking, ticking)
End of time