'Tis by chance alone that we were even born
And we are destined to die as sure as night loses her dark cloak to the morn
We can only live in the now though we often think of the past
And the clock on our lives it keeps ticking on fast
The present is what matters though some to the past cling
And regretting for what might have been never changes a thing
The clock on our lives it is ticking away
And we can only live in the now and the now is today
The babe born yesterday today is growing old
And who knows what the future for anyone hold
Though by chance alone we have the gift of life
The great struggle for many born of inner strife
Babies are learning from life before they learn how to crawl
And for the majority life isn't easy at all.
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