In this ever changing world,
In these times,
These days of challenge,
As my systems begin to fail,
I hear voices,
Beyond the veil ...
Love decays
Under our dying star,
Strange how time delays
The knowing who we are ...
As the years slip through my hand,
My life
Runs out
Like Sand ...
I will play a poison lullaby,
In fields of gravity,
Under a falling sky ...
As the day
Slow-fades away,
Warning shadows
Crawl across my walls of grey ...
Sweetness drips
From the exquisite corpse,
Sleeping sickness
Grips at every ghost who walks.
As the years slip through my hand,
My Life
Runs Out
Like Sand.