Tick-Tock

sad, soul, pop-rock, piano, saxophone

May 14th, 2024suno

歌词

(Piano Solo) (saxophone solo) (Verse) Tick-tock, tick-tock, the seconds slip away, In this endless dance with time, we're caught in its sway. We chase after dreams, but they seem to fade, In the relentless march of hours, where hope's betrayed. (Pre-Chorus) Time to time, we're left wondering why, Moments fleeting, like stars in the sky. (Chorus) It's an endless fight with the hands that won't relent, We're racing against the clock, but it's time we can't prevent. Every moment slips through our fingers like sand, In this battle with time, will we ever understand? (Verse 2) We try to hold on tight, to moments dear, But time slips away, leaving whispers we can't hear. In the echoes of memories, we search for a sign, But time keeps moving forward, leaving us behind. (Pre-Chorus) Time to time, we're left wondering why, Moments fleeting, like stars in the sky. (Chorus) It's an endless fight with the hands that won't relent, We're racing against the clock, but it's time we can't prevent. Every moment slips through our fingers like sand, In this battle with time, will we ever understand? (Chorus) It's an endless fight with the hands that won't relent, We're racing against the clock, but it's time we can't prevent. Every moment slips through our fingers like sand, In this battle with time, will we ever understand? (Bridge) Yet in the midst of this endless strife, There's a beauty in the rhythm of life. In each sunrise and each sunset's glow, There's a reminder that time will always flow. (Pre-Chorus) Time to time, we're left wondering why, Moments fleeting, like stars in the sky. (Chorus) It's an endless fight with the hands that won't relent, We're racing against the clock, but it's time we can't prevent. Every moment slips through our fingers like sand, In this battle with time, will we ever understand? (Outro) So let's cherish every moment, before it slips away, In the endless fight with time, let's find our own way. For though time may be relentless, and its pace may be fast, In the beauty of the journey, our moments will last.