Pulse

I check my pulse while you reach for my hand One day you will go and it makes me so sad You don't notice where it goes When the time moves so slow Pick out a branch and outstretch it to me Nobody cares about your personal beliefs I need a friend, and at days end The sap tastes just as sweet I check my pulse while you reach for my hand One day you will go and it makes me so sad You don't notice where it goes When the time moves so slow And the days drag on like the slowest song I have ever known