[Verse 1]
In this world of many possible worlds
All for the best was some bizarre test
It is what it is, and whatever
Time is still the infinite jest
[Chorus]
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
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
[Verse 2]
In the fullness of time
A garden to nurture and protect
In the rise and the set of the sun
Until the stars go spinning, spinning round the night
Oh, it is what is it is, and forever;
Each moment, a memory in flight
[Chorus]
The arrow flies while you dream;
The hours tick away
The cells tick away
The Watchmaker has time up his sleeves
The hours tick away
They tick away
The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect;
So hard to earn, so easily burned
In fullness of time
A garden to nurture and protect
[Verse 3]
It's 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
In 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
In the fullness of time
A garden to nurture and protect
It's a measure of a life
In the fullness of time
A garden to nurture and protect
Its a measure of a life
In the fullness of time
A garden to nurture and protect
Its a measure of a life
In the fullness of time
A garden to nurture and protect
It's a measure of a life [x4]