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I see the sand fall through my hand |
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A subtle picture, quiet reminder |
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We're staring through this hour glass |
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When will it run out? |
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When will we run out? |
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We've learned to build our castles out of sand for so long |
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So temporary, |
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I watch them tumble down |
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It's time to let it go |
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Turn back the hand to the beginning |
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Wouldn't it be nice, give me some more time |
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Bury yourself under the blanket |
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How do we slow down? |
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How do we walk when we're supposed to run? |
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Surround ourselves with plastic bonds |
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It give us comfort, comfort in numbers |
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These monuments will always stand |
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Our lonely temples lean too, we'll all fall |
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Try to appreciate what little time we have, let's slow it down |
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Life's so uncertain, we lay our brother's down |
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It's time to let it go |
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Turn back the hand to the beginning |
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Wouldn't it be nice, give me some more time |
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Bury yourself under the blanket |
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How do we slow down? |
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How do we walk when we're supposed to run? |
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Don't let life pass you by tonight |
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Brace inside, brace yourself this time |
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Now I know it's time to let it go |
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Turn back those hands to the beginning |
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Wouldn't it be nice, give me some more time |
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Bury yourself under the blanket |
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How do we slow down? |
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How do we walk when we're supposed to run? |
