Sands of Time

Wandering across the sand Like a poem lacked of rhymes Like a shadow in the night he fades away The reflection of a ghost Dead or alive would feel the same Like a paper with no ink He finds no purpose for his life Drowning in the sands of time His fall an endless game Trapped in a child's mind To never find his way He fades away Every dawn his eyes open to a world of sand But he keeps moving forward on his own path In his face now you can see purpose and bravery he will rise Like Icarus with his father's wings but will he fall or not? Flying through the sands of time He will not fall again Free like the birds he only saw in his dreams He will rise In his dreams the key seems to be Locked by fear deep down in his heart Like a ghost hiding its shadow at night He hides his pain in the dark He feels it in his gut As if a bird of prey ripped out his heart The uncertainty of moving on Is a hard wall to knock down But he has now managed to see his muse to carry on He will continue his march until he opens his wings Flying through the sands of time He will not fall again Free like the birds he only saw in his dreams The night before In his dreams the key seems to be Locked by fear deep down in his heart Like a ghost hiding its shadow at night He hides his pain in the dark