The fairness and impartiality of 'time' gradually becomes daunting. In the past, we used to while away time with various pursuits, but later, time began to pass us by. Many desires, in the end, prove elusive and unattainable. What remains in the heart often goes unspoken, leaving only regrets. It's like the world of music, transitioning and fading from phonographs, vinyl records, radios, and cassette tapes to CD albums. If everyone had their own album, who would your song be dedicated to?