Time moves and flows dragging all things with it on it relentless pursuit forward.

Mountains rise and fall, forests grow and die out, seasons come and live goes on.

A human is born it starts off as a small screaming human not knowing much at all. As time moves on, he learns that it's more effective to move on two legs instead of crawling. He’s now at school and learning math and English and science. He dreams of being a rock, star an actor, an astronaut, but that’s not going to happen.

He's twenty-one and at university with his whole life in front of Him, He’s in the prime of his life and he’s spending it going to parties and staying up all night instead of studying. He’s now thirty-one and his dreams have faded, and all but disappeared, He’s spent the last ten years bouncing around jobs and in debt, His friends have all drifted away.

At forty He’s got a job in an office where he is just one of three-hundred people in a windowless building of gray, He is almost middle-aged and have yet to have done anything with his life, He’s brought a gun, it's not for safety, it's in case all of it becomes too much.

He’s fifty now, and it's his birthday [00:05], He’s home alone sitting by the phone... waiting... He’s had enough.. It all too much.... *BANG* and it's all over... no one notices and the ones that hear it thinks it's a car backfiring.

And time moves on and stops for no one.