So many times we’re stumbling in the dark and then, eureka! What a spark!

Ain’t got time for messin’ around, and it’s not my style.

It’s time to move on, it’s time to get going.

If you’re lost you can look and you will find me, time after time.

It’s the first time, the last time we ever met.

Choose your last words, this is the last time.

The seasons changed, times are strange.

Time keeps on slippin’ into the future.

* I don’t recommend letting your brain hit the ground

No time for revolving doors.

Buy time, don’t lose it.