The bells again... someone has died
   The bells of the end toll to remind
   That life’s but a race against time
  
   At your back you’ll always hear
   The Chariot of Time hurrying near
   The faster you run the closer it comes
   A pursuer you can not outrun
  
   Hear these words I say:
   - Make the most out of your day
   For brief is the light on our way
   On this momentary trail
  
   Hear these words, awake:
   - Make the most out of your day
   For brief is the time, so brief is the time
   That we’re allowed to stay
  
   The bells again... whose turn this time?
   To reach the end, yours or mine?
   Each funeral just makes us realize
   That life’s but a series of goodbyes
  
   Hear these words I say:
   - Make the most out of your day
   For brief is the light on our way
   On this momentary trail
  
   [too late]
  
   Hear these words I say:
   - Make the most out of your day
   For brief is the light on our way
   On this momentary trail
  
   Hear these words, awake:
   - Make the most out of your day
   For brief is the time, so brief is the time
   That we’re allowed to stay
  
   Life passes by, melts away like snow in the spring
   We all are blind to the running of time