Sands of Time
Through our fingers, the universe slips away,
Each day feels like a silent curtain’s sway.
We cling to tomorrow — fragile, slow, unsure,
But yesterday’s step is gone, no trace to secure.
Minutes ripple on the mirror of eternity,
Reflecting fragile silhouettes of identity.
And if within us a fleeting hope remains,
Perhaps we won’t vanish in the weight of years’ chains.
[Chorus]
Sands of time can’t rule the fire inside,
That burned in us through the blocks of pride.
And though the day may fade, the ritual gone,
The flame of choices will still carry on.
We were the ones who carried the light,
Through the night, through the pain, through fragile fright.
And if all disappears — I want to remain
In eternity, as a sign, as a strain.
[Verse 2]
Forgotten moments lie like gravel deep,
At the bottom of a soul that smolders in sleep.
You remember the voice, whispering in frames
Of dreams long lost — echoes of untamed flames.
Shards of words erased not by chance,
Like letters burned at dawn’s first glance.
And your image — crystalline, unreal —
I’ll keep it safe in oblivion’s seal.
[Chorus]
Sands of time can’t rule the fire inside,
That burned in us through the blocks of pride.
And though the day may fade, the ritual gone,
The flame of choices will still carry on.
We were the ones who carried the light,
Through the night, through the pain, through fragile fright.
And if all disappears — I want to remain
In eternity, as a sign, as a strain.
[Verse 3]
Everything will turn to ash — even the stars,
That shine in us through a thousand scars.
And only love, like a symbol in late prose,
Will remain, asking for no collateral to impose.
When the final act crumbles, the stage falls still,
And the chorus of time fades over the hill —
We will be the light, flashing in an instant,
That no war, no calm, can ever eclipse or distance.
[Chorus]
Sands of time can’t rule the fire inside,
That burned in us through the blocks of pride.
And though the day may fade, the ritual gone,
The flame of choices will still carry on.
We were the ones who carried the light,
Through the night, through the pain, through fragile fright.
And if all disappears — I want to remain
In eternity, as a sign, as a strain.
[Bridge]
We drank the wine of ephemerality to the last drop,
Laughing through time, dancing on the edge nonstop.
And even if certainty has left our veins,
Stars lived in us, and dreams burned in chains.
Remember — this isn’t just a chronicle,
It’s blood, dreams, and dust of earthly roads we walk.
We were more than any logic, any miracle,
We exist — and this is the sum of our talk.
[Outro]
Let dunes sweep away the shapes once drawn,
Let time extinguish all that we’ve known and gone.
But somewhere in the heart, in sparks of recognition,
You still stand… like a mark in the sands of time’s vision.
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