Time, perhaps the greatest remaining mystery
Something essential continues to draw us back
To the nature of time
The nature of time
Flowing of time
Familiar and intimate we are taken by
The rush of seconds, hours, years
That hurls us towards life
And drags us towards nothing
Time is the greatest remaining mystery
Even the words that we are speaking now
Time has stolen away
Time, perhaps the greatest remaining mystery
The nature of time
Familiar and intimate we are taken by
The rush of seconds, hours, years
That hurls us towards life
And drags us towards nothing
Time