Time is out, it's not that long Cease to shout, see you were wrong Now, when, words could not defend Say no more Final thoughts could be unspoken Unlike before The little fingers of your hand Filled away, to look upon in your convenience Now that you say I understand the card's in hand Sand of time, pile the floor Swept away, pages tore, block it out But can't ignore the weight Raise your eyes, up to the sky Pink and blue, looks like it's paint Time, when, empty handed friends Say no more Final thoughts could be unspoken Unlike before The little fingers of your hand Filled away, to look upon in your convenience Now that you say I understand the card's in hand Sand of time, pile the floor Swept away, pages tore, block it out But can't ignore the weight