Time's a tank That ploughs on through our space It favours none Too slow to notice When and how it moves Too fast it runs Make you mark right now Start to grow your soul Soon you'll see the end Perhaps that will be all And you will not be real Vanish from the light And nothing will remain At all He's the one Who always seems to win He can't be beat Some say and sing That he will take their side They can not cheat Make you mark right now Start to grow your soul Soon you'll see the end Perhaps that will be all And you will not be real