In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Thursday, July 18, 2019
hourglass 3
I have complained my entire life
insisting time run faster
I'm an impatient man
nothing is ever on time
I'm ready for the evening
when it's the morning after
a long night of drinking
Coronas, salt and lime
but now they're slowing down
days of life untasted
the memories of my younger days
have crumbled in my hand
I cannot make up for
all the time I've wasted
how fast this life is going
I do not understand
so for now I'll just breathe
let out a heavy sigh
the end of my journey
is sternly stopping by
to take me from people
I will forever miss
it's a high price to pay
when you cease to exist
please calm me tonight
hold softly my hand
ease my troubled mind
be my best friend
the hourglass is almost empty
it's running out of sand
just hold me close
until the very end
so for now I'll just breathe
let out a heavy sigh
the end of my journey
is sternly stopping by
to take me from people
I will forever miss
it's a high price to pay
when you cease to exist
it's a high price to pay
when you cease to exist
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