VERSE
In this one of many possible worlds
All for the best, or some bizarre test
It is what it is and whatever
Time is still the infinite jest
The arrow flies when you dream
The hours tick away
The cells tick away
The Watchmaker keeps to his schemes
The hours tick away
They tick away
CHORUS
The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect
So hard to earn, so easily burned
The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect
So hard to earn, so easily burned
In the fullness of time
A garden to nurture and protect
VERSE
In the rise and the set of the sun
To the stars goes spinning
Spinning 'round the night
Oh it is what it is and forever
Each moment of memory aflight
The arrow flies while you dream
The hours tick away
The cells tick away
The Watchmaker has time up his sleeve
The hours tick away
They tick away
CHORUS
The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect
So hard to earn, so easily burned
In the fullness of time
A garden to nurture and protect
(Its a measure of a life)
The treasure of a life is a measure of love and respect
The way you live,
The gifts that you give
And the fullness of time is the only return that you expect
BRIDGE
The future disappears into memory
With only a moment between
Forever dwells in that moment
Hope is what remains to be seen
Forever dwells in that moment
Hope is what remains to be seen
SOLO
OUTRO
In the fullness of time a garden to nurture and protect
(Its a measure of a life)
It's a measure of a life
