The sands of time sweep on, carrying us forward.
They erode the past, creating new life.
Where there is hopeless nothingness,
forms the seeds of life.
The smiles on peoples faces, hand in hand we walk.
Together happiness, a new feeling.
A good feeling.
There they go, those sands again.
Tearing at the fabric of your reality, battering them to shreds.
Nothing lasts long here, most of it lies in your head.
As a race we move on, as people we dwell.
We choose our pace to walk through our shallow hell.
As we grow older everything changes, we live, we learn and we hurt.
The sands sweep us along again, suddenly we're thrown out of our homes.
Tossed into the chaos of the world, forced to move as one with the hoards.
Day to day, we walk our way.
With the blank nothing, why must we pay.
Love springs into our nothingness world, once more we feel whole.
As happiness pushes us out of our dark role, we begin to remember we have a soul.
We hold our heads up as we walk along, moving through the world on our own.
As we walk our challenges grow harder, the times make us smarter.
We fight through the world, struggling to survive.
The reasons why, There isn't but one.
Time has past, sands eroding the past.
Suddenly the world is brighter, filled with laughter.
Springing forth, urning to learn.
Small feet in the sand, children.
As they grow, you see the trials.
Creating their past like a growing file.
Once more we are pushed forward, the lights are dimming.
You have come to the end of your journey, unsure of what comes next.
You have lived a life, of sadness, hope, pain, love.
But alas, what is to come?
In the blink of an eye you're gone, sands sweeping over you like a dark shadow.
Erasing you from the world.
But you're not completely gone, you live in the minds of those you have touched.
And now, you too, are part of the sand.
