The Current

Floating through your Mind at such a frantic pace Rivers of the time that's passing on And of you're idle days Watching your whole Life pass on the silver screen Waiting for your final hour And praying for your second gleam But the pull of the current drags you down And the weight of all your burdens let you drown And you take your final moments and think of all those you let down Waiting on your life to turn around Watching all the Sand slide through the hour glass Looking on, the last few grains fall Petrified and powerless Weren't you the one Who said we own our fate So are you gonna live your life Or sit there and prevaricate? But the pull of the current drags you down And the weight of all your burdens let you drown And you take your final moments and think of all those you let down Waiting on your life to turn around Looking back it All seems like a reverie Praying that you won't return But nothing is of certainty But the pull of the current won't drag you down And the wind catches those burdens that weighed you down And you take a single moment And take in all of what surrounds you Waiting on your life to turn around