It starts with one thing, and I just don’t know why. Sometimes, it doesn’t even matter how hard I try (keep in mind, I didn’t intentionally design this as a rhyme). I just wanted to explain finally now that it’s due time. Listen—all I know is that time is a valuable thing. We watch it fly by as the pendulum swings. We watch it count down to the end of the day. We watch this clock tick all life away. So, in the end: no, things do not matter.
