Hours from Kind by Fingle

[Verse 1]
I bought you some roses last week,
Yet this new Monday, they're already dead
Now dried in the water, already forgotten,
That brief joy of seconds, memory unsaid.

[Verse 2]
That brief joy of seconds, memory unsaid.
Seconds turn into minutes, those minutes to hours,
Small tasks seem small, but they grow to take time,
So much slips by unnoticed, it's not just the flowers.

[Chorus]
Breathe in the moments, don't let them fade. (Don't let them fade)
Your life is a tapestry, see what you've made (what you've made)
Do things that matter, your thinking turned on, (my thinking is on)
Make the most of your time before it's all gone (before it's all gone)

[Verse 3]
So much slips by unnoticed, it's not just the flowers.
The hours become days, the days become years,
A "Thankyou" a payment? That won't buy more time
Your efforts don't matter? That realisation of fears

[Verse 4]
Your efforts don't matter? That realisation of fears,
What am I doing? Am I wasting my time?
Appreciation's not worth it, the life-bar grows short
Count the cost - make this life worth the climb

[Chorus]
Breathe in the moments, don't let them fade. (Don't let them fade)
Your life is a tapestry, see what you've made (what you've made)
Do things that matter, your thinking turned on, (my thinking is on)
Make the most of your time before it's all gone (before it's all gone)

[Outro]
Do things that matter, your thinking turned on,
Make the most of your time before it's all gone
Breathe in the moments, don't let them fade.
Your life is a tapestry, see what you've made

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