time can

Words by Bryon Bowers

time can turn a mountain to a grain of lonely sand a neutron star to gold elements passing In the emptiness of space… eons they do pass and you know what So do we… living in this world ain’t free… It costs you pain, love, and joy… [chorus] Time moves Then it sways… your body does betray more by every passing day… you are a fading memory… housed in a dying machine… Whose maker is chance… 1 leg, 2 eyes, maybe 3…. Survival of the fittest… Evolution, Bacteria, Eukaryote to me Complex the weaves Gradients moving muscle Small creatures die faster While the Big trample the world Dino’s had their chance Our turn to destroy it all… [chorus] Time moves Then it sways… your body does betray more by every passing day… you are a fading memory… housed in a dying machine… Whose maker is chance… 1 leg, 2 eyes, maybe 3…. Water Spaceship Flying Jealousy mingled in Shooting out Like cum in original sin Adam and Eve Fig Leaves off There they go again… Making babies Or was it clay Time moves Then it sways… Never stopping to take a breath Only the cold embrace of death… [chorus] Time moves Then it sways… your body does betray more by every passing day… you are a fading memory… housed in a dying machine… Whose maker is chance… 1 leg, 2 eyes, maybe 3…. [chorus] Time moves Then it sways… your body does betray more by every passing day… you are a fading memory… housed in a dying machine… Whose maker is chance… 1 leg, 2 eyes, maybe 3…. [chorus] Time moves Then it sways… your body does betray more by every passing day… you are a fading memory… housed in a dying machine… Whose maker is chance… 1 leg, 2 eyes, maybe 3….

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