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[Verse 1]
I learned to love the clock
when it took my day away
It stole the bread from my table
and still I let it stay
Each second had a name tag
each minute had a scar
I watched my mama fold the curtains
while the evening left the yard
[Pre-Chorus]
So I held my bitter hands
and I let them unclench
If the river wants my footsteps
I won't fight the bench
I won't fight the bench
[Chorus]
Love the time, love the time
while it slips through your hands
Love the time, love the time
like a drum in the sand
Love the time, love the time
before it fades your name
Love the time, love the time
and call it by your flame
[Verse 2]
My old man fixed his watch
with a knife and a grin
Said, "Boy, every tick can hurt you
or it can let you in"
I saw the fruit turn softer
on the porch in July
And every bruise on the peach tree
made the sweetness multiply
[Pre-Chorus]
So I held my bitter hands
and I let them unclench
If the river wants my footsteps
I won't fight the bench
I won't fight the bench
[Chorus]
Love the time, love the time
while it slips through your hands
Love the time, love the time
like a drum in the sand
Love the time, love the time
before it fades your name
Love the time, love the time
and call it by your flame
[Bridge]
When the rain writes over sorrow
and the road burns clean
Even loss can wear a halo
in the seam between
I kiss the cracked old morning
let it pass, let it pass
What leaves your door in silence
still can fill your glass
[Chorus]
Love the time, love the time
while it slips through your hands
Love the time, love the time
like a drum in the sand
Love the time, love the time
before it fades your name
Love the time, love the time
and call it by your flame
Details
GeneratedJun 20, 2026
Duration3:38
LanguageEnglish
Style
Blues-soul hybrid with delta guitar grit, Chicago shuffle drums, Motown backbeat, funk bass pops, and Caribbean percussion accents; verse rides loose 12-bar phrasing, pre-chorus tightens with handclaps and call-response, chorus opens into stacked soul harmonies and gang chants. Close-mic lead with gritty doubles, delay throws on key lines, marimba flickers, tape hiss, warm punchy mix., motown, funk, delta blues, neo soul, blues, chicago blues
Credits
Prompt byFunkyFury621
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
A song love about how to love time because it passes by., (blues, delta blues, chicago blues, motown, funk, carribean-Neo soul)
