"Golden hour" The clock is running. It's chasing me. It has no ends. Once I get tired, I'll lose something or someone. I keep on running. My blood is burning out. I'm tired but I have to keep going. But then I saw you. Your soft voice make the clock stop. But as I touch you, you fade away as you take the monster clock and said "you're free, my love. Live your life freely. I love you, good bye."