Hourglass - Sleeping At Last

We’re taking turns

At shattering apart

At least we’re taking turns

How did we get so good

At dismantling these hearts?

How did we ever get so good?

We dress our best

To receive their sympathy

At our worst, we dress our best?

«time heals all»

According to these greeting cards

Oh how we’d rather time resets

If we could turn the hourglass, we would

If we could move a grain of sand, we would

If we could find our way back, we would

Our minds keep spinning webs

Of question marks and of regrets

Will our minds keep spinning webs?

I once heard honest words:

«though nothing may ever be the same

The heart keeps widening for change.»