If only he knew that his time is running out
Do you think he would use softer words and hold me closer
If he knew?
If he was aware that soon it will be like I never existed?

I am the sand slipping through his careless fingers
Dissolving back into the earth
Grain by grain
Soon I will be nowhere to be found
And all he can do is call out into the endless night to seek me out
But there will be no reply.