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