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