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time fooled the sane/ patient instinct of my brain/ watched it pass with each grain/ a moment in which I see gain/ but never see again/ I grin, a sad whimsical smile it is/ as the irony slips in/ I can't revel in the mischief/ I feel like a parody/ in therapy/ so a doctor can parrot me/ as I create what I'm there to seek/apparently without the release/ I can barely see/ so I have my regrets/ not for things I've not done yet/ that's a position I accept/ I want more time before the sunset/ only after what I love do I pine/ so I watch the time, go slowly by/ alone it passes no one hears me cry/ Goodbye/ (what a crime)/ stuck inside my own mind/ as each grain grinds my grasp/ I just strain find whats last/ open vein mine not slashed/ so it is plain time runs fast/
I woke up to let this sand/ seep slowly through my hands/ watched it in passing life span/ like regrets of a rich man/
(coulda done more but I never really did)
(coulda done more but fell a victim to time's trick)
Stuck sitting here tonight/ reflecting on a life not lived right/ to think what I didn't do with this might/ no chance for fight or flight, just fright/ stuck in my mind, and the things in my life/ might've stood a test of limited time/ whose life'd they improve besides mine?/ most were real evil and unkind/ so it grinds/ I wish Ida studied harder/ been more disciplined and fucking smarter/ I wish it didn't take a whole life to be a self starter/ third person view of personal hell's martyr/ and as I stare down the things I leave behind/ the possessions scoff as I realize/ if I thought I'd outlive them, I'd be lying/ iron curtian, steel ties, will rise/ as the theater shrugs darker/ for the lit screen I clutch my partner/ Jacob Marley laugh, I get no farther/ at least I hope it gets no harder/
I woke up to let this sand/ seep slowly through my hands/ watched it in passing life span/ like regrets of a rich man/
(coulda done more but I never really did)
(coulda done more but fell a victim to time's trick)
players take the stage, and waste away/
moral stays the same, it takes and pays/
in joy and in pain, new mood same frame/
you hate to crave, lost all we've saved/
house always wins, so I'm cashing in/
before it begins, watching roulette spin/
I master my grin, so it isn't dependent/
on a single thing, I don't have within/
I woke up to let this sand/ seep slowly through my hands/ watched it in passing life span/ like regrets of a rich man/
(coulda done more but I never really did)
(coulda done more but fell a victim to time's trick)
Looking back on a life I know I didn't live right
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from
The Pathway EP,
released 23 November 2010
Produced by Justin Schubert
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