The Archivist کے بول

As the clocks so solemnly declare it Strike each single hour down without malice Nothing lasts long, nothing stays in place You find you can't recall things as you wanted And no photographs can hold the image Nothing lasts long, nothing stays in place Imperfect archivist, you're only human Although you wish to savour all that you can You won't live as long as you think you will You'll find yourself betrayed by your own body As what you know to be yourself is murdered By times progress through each single cell Hold on to the chances you took You can only make it if you Don't let minutes and seconds past you Don't let time's perspective throw you Nail each moment down so that it matches your heartbeat