The beat of the heart, the pitter-patter of rain. The falling of stars and the raining of pain. The time keeps on rolling, the tick-tock entrancing, We do nothing but hope while the world keeps on dancing. Unable to find the last piece of the puzzle, unable to sing while i fight through this muzzle. Why we must go, why we must stay, the departure is hard, the edge of the tray. Why the would stops and why the cars go, why we cant see them and why wont if flow.