Uses Of Time

Born into the maelstrom
We clutch at straws to find some order
From our first cries to our last breath
Pushing away every sort of

Uneasy qualms 'bout existence
What is it all for? This can’t be all
Let’s assign meaning to our tasks
So life is merely practical

Take your time
In the end it will be fine
Well, actually, maybe not
How can you tell what fate has got
In store for you
What do you know? What can you do?
But live your life and seize the day
Tomorrow never comes, that’s what they say

As we age, we learn to silence
Our anxieties by keeping
Busy, so our minds can’t find the space
To let deep-seated doubts grow

When we last close our eyes
Do we finally realise
Chasing our own tails got us nowhere
And now it’s time to go?

Take your time
In the end it will be fine
Well, actually, maybe not
How can you tell what fate has got

In store for you
What do you know? What can you do?
But live your life and seize the day
Tomorrow never comes, that’s what they say