Starting this off as an innocent child
Running footloose, free, and wild
The years ahead too far to count

Then comes along the blink

Adolescence put to the test
While dodging right and faking left
Forging life on straight ahead

Then comes along the blink

Looking in the face of middle age
Thinking as of late, dawn's early days
Wondering where it went and who gave it away

Then comes along the blink

Now when you move something shifts loose
Can't remember then when the how or the who
Or even the did in the done or the do

Then comes along the blink

The bed that you slept, reserved for the dead
A burial shroud to cover your head
A knock on the door, enter stage left death

Then comes along the blink