Pendulum by Chris South

Pendulum

(The End of Here and Now)

Tick tock

Goes the clock of time

Like a pendulum swings

Through high and low

The pace of life

Quick then slow

The race we all must run

Before the setting of the sun

Brings an end to things

And when we reach the close of day

The clock will stop

Then come what may

Well no man knows

Except to say

The pendulum is still

With each and every hour gone past

Be it first or be it last

Let no regret or sorrow cast

Its shadow on your brow

For time is all we have to fill

And as we scramble up its hill

The pendulum will slow until

The end of here and now.