Looking over there,
I remember memories so clear.

Every step is the past,
thats why I dont walk fast.

My calender is just pages with ink,
stopping me from a timeless way to think.

My watch was a reminder of the future,
and my second hand became a blur.

The childhood I had seemed like a dream,
it all went so quick and without me, it did seem.

A morning becomes the night so quick,
my day is starting and over so much, its sick.

The dates to remind ourselves are just bookmarks,
to destroy days and make room for remarks.

The love you have goes at such a speed,
because enough time with anyone will fill the need.

Babies are memories when the elders are dust,
and the faded cards are shredded and playgrounds rust.

The text books speak of dates as if so long ago,
but to those names it was yesterday, or atleast seemed so.

The long nights that felt like forever,
were longer ago then you care to endeavor.

My life is going without me,
I can open my eyes, but I dont see.

Before it can be realized I'll have this done,
and it will be time to set the Sun.

Guess thats just what happens when sand falls,
we lose ourselves and become memories, thats all.

All the time I have,
is all the time I had