Literature
Tock Tick
Tock tick, tick tock
The hours do fly as the people do flock
Tick tock, tock tick
The strain and the pressure is making them sick
Tick tock, tick tock
Time is an endless wait for those who watch the clock
Tock tick, tock tick
People count the seconds as the suspense grows thick
Tick tock, clack
The end has come. Perhaps the ashen future will make them a plaque.