Time Is Ticking

Written & Composed by March Larch Recording, Mixing & Mastering by March Larch Various performers Produced by Larynx Studio Productions © 2026 Larynx Studio Productions. All rights reserved. Lyrics : When I was young, the days felt wide I thought forever walked beside I spent my hours like summer rain Certain they would come again I chased the noise, I chased the bright Whatever shone the most at night No one could tell me what would last Until the future became the past Now silver gathers in my hair I count the doors no longer there I think of names I should have called Before the years had changed us all I see what mattered all along The hands I held, the love, the songs I’d give the world for one more try To tell my younger self, “Time flies” Time is ticking, soft and fast Every future becomes the past But wisdom cannot come before The years have opened every door No borrowed wisdom sets us free We have to live before we see We learn through loss, we learn through choice By listening for our truest voice And even when the lesson’s clear We doubt the days that still are here Do I slow down or start again? Do I let go—or dream till then? The clock won’t answer; it just chimes And leaves me here to choose my time I cannot call one hour back Or place the future on its track I know what matters more than then Yet still I question where and when Time is ticking—this I know And still I’m learning where to go