You wish time could stop at the point where Everything was perfect. But if you stay behind, time moves on, so will they all. You have driven the gap wider Wider WIDER Too wide to catch up with the others. There's a point Where we all unwind the clock And fall. The words don't connect And reactions get too violently emotional. We are all familiar with regrets (are they actually avoidable?) The clocks can stop moving. But still Time moves on anyway.