Time ain’t a father

She’s a mother

She’ll make you cry

she’ll make you sing

Time is a mother

You can’t control her

She’ll whip your ass

She’ll heal your pain

Time is a mother

She’s fast like a dream

She’s slow like Sunday

She’s not what she seems

Time is a mother

And soon you’ll be gone

But she will live on forever

And no one will catch her

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