Time
They say it comes
They say it goes
They say it takes but always gives
I've walked the weeping sands
of seven lonely seasons
My conscience seared in strands
by full-level demons
Time
They say it flies
They say it flows
They say it begins but never ends
Invariably I've dreamt
of the inevitable end of days
My threadbare thoughts adrift
inside the daymare haze
Time
It cries memories
Time
It fogs the mirror
Time
When wiped away
keeps getting ever-clearer...
This life is a vapor
This life is a vapor
This life is a vapor
This life is a vapor
This life is no bang
It's merely a whimper
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 11:39 AM UTC
Time
They say it comes
They say it goes
They say it takes but always gives
I've walked the weeping sands
of seven lonely seasons
My conscience seared in strands
by full-level demons
Time
They say it flies
They say it flows
They say it begins but never ends
Invariably I've dreamt
of the inevitable end of days
My threadbare thoughts adrift
inside the daymare haze
Time
It cries memories
Time
It fogs the mirror
Time
When wiped away
keeps getting ever-clearer...
This life is a vapor
This life is a vapor
This life is a vapor
This life is a vapor
This life is no bang
It's merely a whimper
