The bells again... someone has died
The bells of the end toll to remindthat life's but a race against time
At your back you'll always hearthe 
Chariot of 
Time hurrying near.
The faster you run the closer it comes.
A pursuer you can not outrun
Hear these words 
I say:- Make the most out of your dayfor brief is the light on our wayon this momentary trail.
Hear these words, awake:- 
Make the most out of your dayfor brief is the time, so brief is the timethat we're allowed to stay.
The bells again.. whose turn this time?
To reach the end, yours or mine?
Each funeral just makes us realizethat life's but a series of goodbyes.
Hear these words 
I say:- Make the most out of your dayfor brief is the light on our wayon this momentary trail.
Hear these words 
I say:- Make the most out of your dayfor brief is the light on our wayon this momentary trail.
Hear these words, awake:- 
Make the most out of your dayfor brief is the time, so brief is the timethat we're allowed to stay.
Life passes by, melts away like snow in the spring.
We all are blind to the running of time.