Not the Year

What if you were told on the day you were born

the day would you would die just not the year?

Would it make you think would it make you change

what you push away, what you pull near?

Would it be a birthday party or would you wear black?

Would you spend the day looking up or looking back?

Time’s tick-tickin’

The sand in the glass slip-slippin’

Is it a blessing or is it a curse?

Is it your last or is it your first?

Time’s tick-tickin’, tick-tickin’

Would you let yourself fall in love tonight

if you knew you might just have 3 days to go?

Would you beg would you pray would you try to be brave

for the ones you love and if you weren’t would you let it show?

Would it feel like a plan devine or a cosmic joke?

Next morning when you wake up would ya burn those goodbye notes?

Time’s tick-tickin’

The sand in the glass slip-slippin’

Is it a blessing or is it a curse?

Is it your last or is it your first?

Time’s tick-tickin’, tick-tickin’

  

Take any damn chance you wanna take

the other 364 days…

Time’s tick-tick-tick-tickin’

The sand in the glass slip-slip-slip-slippin’

Is it a blessing or is it a curse?

Is it your last or is it your first?

Time’s tick-tickin’

tick-tickin’, tick-tickin’, tick-tickin’, tick-tickin’

What if you were told on the day you were born

the day would you would die just not the year?