Broken Hourglass

our time together seems so frail now
and im running out of oxygen fast

in between the gaps of my shadow
i've let your light in
just before my dawn
you are my morning star

silver threads among the gold
and as time passes by
the gold fades to grey

time
impossible to go against
hard to weave your way back

so now
our time is running up fast
i'll break through the hourglass
into the cold light of the day
and mixing up the sands of time
ages will start unfolding again

and somehow
between the complicated pathways of time
time is still all we have

and somehow
silver threads among the lost
i'll find you again

Illusion

there are too many roads to lead
too many paths i'd give up
too many things i'd choose

just too many
i wonder how long it'll last

while the slow draw of dusk
makes me close the blinds and turn away

even if you stayed
maybe you would still be blind

if the blinds draw down again
maybe i'd give up

cuz i've got too many paths to lead

Standing Ovation/ Centrestage

and sometimes i feel life's a show

i stutter and i stumble
up down. centerstage

and a round of applause

thank you

no explanation needed
no offence taken

acting

but after the curtains draw down
i draw down the blinds of my heart
my dusk is always there
never leaving, never changing

i need a dawn to wake me up

and after the ovation is given
maybe i'll hold on to my options
my plans

my standing ovation
they are just lies for my success
my boosts for my ego
my dreams of fantasy

they are never a reality

and i'll take the centrestage again
this time
all of you can hold your applause