Jan 2020
the clock is time
ticking away
going on without us
the hourglass is our time
draining slowly
running out grain by grain
you tipped
my hourglass
over
so that time stood still
and broke the glass at both ends
when you walked away
leaving my heart
bleeding
in the sand,
my time in a
meaningless
heap
ticking away
going on without us
the hourglass is our time
draining slowly
running out grain by grain
you tipped
my hourglass
over
so that time stood still
and broke the glass at both ends
when you walked away
leaving my heart
bleeding
in the sand,
my time in a
meaningless
heap
song: "rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated" by rise against
(stole the title directly from a lyric. don't sue please.)
(stole the title directly from a lyric. don't sue please.)
