I woke up this morning to find myself full of life and ready to go.  Time is Ticking.  In the mirror, I see another gray hair, it wasn’t there yesterday, Time is Ticking.  Rush, Rush, Rush, is all I seem to do, but going no where, Time is Ticking.  Out the door, off to work, out all day but back home by 8, Time is Ticking.  I rest my head on my pillow, it’s late, I have to get some sleep, Time is Ticking.  Is this all there is to life?  Where am I supposed to be, Time is Ticking. Another day has come and gone, I hardly remember a thing. So I’ll start over today, just like yesterday because Time Keeps Ticking.