Time won't leave me alone
I'm tired and I'm growing old
Slowly turning into stone
A century of luck has begun
Yet I stand idly by
While I face the signs
Is this the end?
Or the opposite?
For in this moment we fail to pretend
In fact we're going nowhere
It's in the pain we reject
The fate that we fail to accept
Is inevitable
I let it out, I let it in
And a new day's not a new beginning
When every day's the same within
The hourglass is filled to the brim
Yet I feel cast aside
With the changing tides
Is this the end?
Or the opposite?
For in this moment we fail to pretend
In fact we're going nowhere
It's in the pain we reject
The fate that we fail to accept
Is inevitable