forgot about this, whatever, ya'll probly ride DQ anyways...
Broken Hourglass
theres no telling time, there's no guessing fate
but when your times almost up, do you wanna sit around and wait?
imagine an hourglass, an old hybrid contraption
the holder of souls, the undying assassin
defying passions of life, supplying the cycle
fallen grains polish pain, abolish whats vital
for each speck of sand etches seconds in the past
a puppet of time passed with no strings attached
outlasting the greatest minds, surpassing infinity
strumming lifes beats with deaths own symphony
a melody so faint, feiged by existence
no-names knowing fate show more persistence
more eagerness to speed up time, cutting the distance
but i defy the business all in a single instant
when i put my hands to the glass, search for a sign
life flashes before me, and see death right behind
and the sand is still falling, enthralling the mind
a mountain of burden i'll never hope to climb
until the top is in sight, carried by pride
but tables turn often, and you're burried by time
designed as a method, to progress human progress
to surpress the unlimited, balance any offsets
through the fall of these options, others have risen
escaping reality leads inside time's prison
and through the ongoing process, crosses and hope
the noose around your neck is starting to choke
the sands still fall......grooving a pattern
smooth and bland....but the hands could master
plans to a puzzle i've been after for ages
a perfect portrait of me crafting paintings
then the hourglass shatters, time seemingly ended
at last i realize what i've so heedlessly rendered
a dove emerges from the dust, free from pain
outside sun shines through skies of rain
i grab a handful of sand, tightning the grip
knowing how quick life rightfully slips
i'm sure time will catch up, somewhere when i'm old
but for now its in my hands......mine to control