[Chorus - The Instant Eruption] Yes, it is time that flies, A memory that dies. And then we lose the trace, Of what was in its place. That is the life of man, Years adding to the plan, We're not who we began, Until the final span. [Verse 1 - The Bouncing Groove] When I was very small, Time barely moved at all. An hour felt like a year, A year an endless sphere. But now that I'm a man, Time slips right through my hand. I watch the calendar, And days become a blur. [Chorus - The Speedy Anthem] Yes, it is time that flies, A memory that dies. And then we lose the trace, Of what was in its place. That is the life of man, Years adding to the plan, We're not who we began, Until the final span. [Verse 2 - The Harpsichord Drive] Oh all my friends of old, Where did your stories go? We meet up on the street, Or lost the folks we know. We sailed the very same ship, Just equal side by side. The river took a trip, And split our paths so wide. [Chorus - The Maximalist Drop] Yes, it is time that flies, A memory that dies. And then we lose the trace, Of what was in its place. That is the life of man, Years adding to the plan, We're not who we began, Until the final span. [Verse 3 - The Darker Pulse] Oh to my former flames, Who set my soul on fire, Through sleepless nights of games, Ending in tragic ire. My head was filled with air, With flowers and confetti! Those silly loves we share, And sparks of pure frenzy! [Chorus - The Euphoric Return] Yes, it is time that flies, A memory that dies. And then we lose the trace, Of what was in its place. That is the life of man, Years adding to the plan, We're not who we began, Until the final span. [Verse 4 - The Stripped Bounce] Those childhood dreams of mine, I've kept a few inside. And buried others deep, Along the roadside wide. Sometimes a bit let down, But beating in my heart. I do the best I can, To keep the engine's start. [Chorus - The Stadium Eruption] Yes, it is time that flies, A memory that dies. And then we lose the trace, Of what was in its place. That is the life of man, Years adding to the plan, We're not who we began, Until the final span. [Verse 5 - The Breathless Pause] Our parents, elders too, Are taking pills today. They grumble over naught, And hate the modern way. But seeing oak trees bend, It hits us really hard. We help them to the end, With love and deep regard. [Outro - The Ascension] Let's make our wishes true, And cultivate our space. A family, a joyful fire, To light the darkened place. Let's pass our burning flame, To all the little ones. So they can shape by hand, The world of morning suns. [Chorus Final - The Ultimate Climax] Yes, it is time that flies, A memory that dies. And then we lose the trace, Of what was in its place. That is the life of man, Years adding to the plan, We're not who we began, Until the final span.
