Twenty stories to the end
The countdown has begun
Only four seconds to spend
Then it will all be done

Shoes gripping concrete's edge
My shadow in the glass
The city hum becomes a pledge
To let the moment pass

The coffee on my desk went cold
A sip I never took
Like pages left unread, untold
A life without a book

Four seconds in the air
No time to say goodbye
The wind is sharp, the ground is there
I wonder if Ill cry

I smell the rain on asphalt skin
A laugh I used to know
A flicker of a might, have, been
Beneath the rooftop glow

A voice says wait inside my head
But softer than the breeze
And all the people that I've fed
Are just ghosts in memories

Four seconds in a flash
No time to change my mind
I am waiting for the crash
Too late to hit rewind

Is courage in the jump or stay?
In silence or the scream?
Do endings start a cleaner day
Or rip apart the dream?

Four seconds in between
Regret and sweet release
Too late to ask what it all means
Too fast to make my peace

Four seconds in a flash
Only four seconds