Pecking Order Lyrics

tomorrows at your door and it has you by the throat.
put your best foot forward into your final resting place.
as the years drop like days, lost in a lifetime, the clock's ticking overtime.
lost in a lifetime, grab all you can.
the best of intentions are fallen on deaf ears,
a string of ambition leaves a trail of fears.
yesterday is overcast but we trudge on.
blurred and uncertain to our tired songs.