Sands of time Falling in space Never seeming to reach their destination
An eternal love Grapping for freedom In a cold uncaring cauldron
Time caught in a warp Never seeming To move forward Holding them frozen In a state of wanting
Two lost souls Magnetically intertwined Kept apart By the apathy of the clock
Distorted measure Holding them hostage Until the grains fall Through the oppressive ooze As they keep pulling against The tyrannical forces That keep them distant
And the longing for the day Grows ever stronger Ever dynamic So vigorous in nature That it sweeps them away
To a place where they belong Together in perfection Across the metaphysical plane Until the time comes