The Clock Ticks On

The house is empty, the clock ticks on
All my life I've waited for this
Tired of working, I wanted to rest
Tired of noise, the children have left
Tired of struggle, my days are bereft

I wanted to escape, the clock ticks on
Friends, enemies, lovers, they didn't last long
Nobody understood, nobody cared
Just company, nothing was shared
Now they've gone away, who knows where?

Angry, sad, alone, the clock ticks on
On my eternal bitter solitude
On my empty purposeless days
On the pointless things I never do
On me, the only person I ever knew

What earthly purpose do I serve?
What knew joy do I bring to the world?
What earthly good is my being here?
Now the days of laughter are all gone
Live or die, the clock ticks on.