Vanishing in the hands of the clock, yesterday falls behind
The minutes click, the hours pass, as the pendulum marks out time
Watching in an empty room, days and nights go by
No movement seen from in the room, but the clock and the passing sky
Time lapse shows a revolving clock with a Northeast window view
A game of tag from the Sun and Moon as the sky repeats, black to blue
Speeding up photography, the hands on the clock disappear
The world turns dark, just a streak in the sky, the "Elusion of Time" is clear
The time we take for granted, and the world we hold so dear
Our days get short, Time flys by, and soon, nothing will be here.