In a black space
There be a turning globe
Taking up space
Flourishing with life on the globe
...
Thought what I am to do
What could I prove
But to who
Anyway I was on the move
...
Time Passes By...
In a black space
There be a turning globe
Taking up space
Flourishing with life on the globe
We call it the earth
There be three hands
Fixed together, this is worth
Reminding of, the clock that demands!
It sure demands, it sure commands
Mothers give birth
At a time, no misunderstands
From the time a life lands on earth
Time passes by
The so called baby toddles away
Time Passes by
It gets bigger on the way
It has much to learn...
It now gets to face life
It has much to learn...
Thus, it has to know
It grows its way up
into the society
It gets to show up
Time passes without variety
Like a seed
that dies after
he had let grow
the plant into the sky
The man gets old
becomes calm and quit
after a tiresome journey
collecting experiences
The man finally
gets to see an end
Time had passed by...
Time had passed by...