Reflection

Round and round my head keeps turning Like an hourglass filled with sands In flames the past keeps burning Burn my body where I stand No home to call my own Siren's song to a wretched one With the hand of a clock my mind fading Time is clawing from whence it came Tick tick tick The hands grow louder Fading memories one by one Ironclad the scene that's staying A father's disappointed of his son Crushing blow the hands grow nearer In pursuit the chase won't end Suffocation of sand's no healer Time holds out no helping hands Sands of time They won't heal Round and round my head keeps turning Like an hourglass filled with sands In flames the past keeps burning Burn my body where I stand No home to call my own Siren's song to a wretched one With the hand of a clock my mind fading Time is clawing from whence it came Stranded in this sea of temporal sands Longing for the ones that I called home Heavy is the heart without a landing Drifting out to be Stranded in this sea of temporal sands Longing for the ones I called my home Heavy is the heart without a landing Stranded in this sea of temporal sands The longing The longing Stranded in this sea of temporal sands Longing for the ones I called my home Will you remember me? Round and round my head keeps turning Like an hourglass filled with sands In flames the past keeps burning Burn my body where I stand No home to call my own Siren's song to a wretched one With the hand of a clock my mind fading Time is clawing from whence it came