"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."