The bells again... someone has died

The bells of the end toll to remind

that life's but a race against time



At your back you'll always hear

the 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 day

for brief is the light on our way

on this momentary trail.



Hear these words, awake:

- Make the most out of your day

for brief is the time, so brief is the time

that we're allowed to stay.



The bells again.. whose turn this time?

To reach the end, yours or mine?

Each funeral just makes us realize 

that life's but a series of goodbyes.



Hear these words I say:

- Make the most out of your day

for brief is the light on our way

on this momentary trail.



Hear these words I say:

- Make the most out of your day

for brief is the light on our way

on this momentary trail.



Hear these words, awake:

- Make the most out of your day

for brief is the time, so brief is the time

that we're allowed to stay.



Life passes by, melts away like snow in the spring.

We all are blind to the running of time.