Lively Hands

There are hands that move around,
With sounds that tick then tock,
Every man will fall to this,
Every second we will eventually miss.
Those lively hands rotating in circles,
The sands of life's hourglass streaming away,
Time ticking away, we can't get back,
Today is the day,
To say all the words you want to say,
As time melts away; fast like a ice cube in a microwave,
You can save all the money in the world,
But you can't save time,
You get one life, once chance to shine,
Choose to be a star or maybe become the sun,
But one thing is for certain, your time will come,
When your time is done, and they close the curtain.