LYRIC BOOK

THE HOURGLASS

Am I more than The Hourglass? 

Sand running out, sand falling fast 

Slipping through my fingers, away to the past 

Spend my time trying to make it last 

Am I more than The Hourglass?

So much pressure on a second that it crumbles away

Five minute conversation, think about it for days

I tend to wonder why I say the things I say

Stare at the clock, wasting time away

 

Am I more than The Hourglass? 

Sand running out, sand falling fast 

Slipping through my fingers, away to the past 

Spend my time trying to make it last 

Am I more than The Hourglass?

The hours are long, but the days are short 

We count the minutes, then we beg for more

We kill time and wonder why it dies 

Guess it's in our nature to deny

 

Am I more than The Hourglass? 

Sand running out, sand falling fast 

Slipping through my fingers, away to the past 

Spend my time trying to make it last 

Am I more than The Hourglass?

How can I make the most out of these seconds that I've been handed before I plain run out?

Do you ever look around and just wonder why?

We follow the pattern, walk the narrow line

When we look back, what will we see? 

Only a shadow of who we wished we could be

 

If I pave a road on the map 

If I leave a light on the path

If I never let go of the love I have

Am I more than the Hourglass?

Writer(s): Rhyan Sinclair

Album: Barnstormer

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