Random decay

Tick

there’s a falling away

Tick

there’s an ending day

Tick

there’s a word to say

whose time has passed

Tick

there’s a looseness inside

Tick

there’s a pain alive

Tick

where soundness before

you could ignore

Tick

there’s a place familiar

Tick

where many an hour would deliver

Tick

a fullness to life

that no longer survives

Tick

and an atom’s a nucleus

Tick

a nucleus becomes nucleons

Tick

and when they are gone

all is gone

Tick

a love begins

Tick

and matures in your hands

Tick

and as you start to plan

it’s over

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