Hour-glass

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As the piano plays
I say... I play
With my soul—emotions so raw
I crawl, as I saw... a saw, cutting through the gaps of bleu
The sky—screaming
I reply: why?
Everyone doesn’t see
But me
But we—look at each other
As the sunny weather fades
I lay on grass, I wave
As moments pass, as future becomes past
I break glass—an hourglass
Stop time to go faster
Throw a dime to a lonely mister
Check if there are more bullets in the holster
I check on my sister
I feel like I got wisdom
I wanna cry with 'em
I got letters—I sent 'em
To a person that’s cursing himself
With half of a soul
He becomes cold
Saying things bold
But I understand the demand
It’s a plea
A stand
To see... the he
The me
The least of we
As we watch him die
In a chair
Watch him cry
Right there
A fight with himself
He will never win—never lose
Keep a chin too loose
Eyes pierced his heart
Becoming pale in every part
Walking up the stairs—to the judge
Nobody cares
As there is no court
I poured a story as it unfolds
The time resumes
As I pause
In my place
Knowing I’ll die...
Too poor for a lawyer
Too poor to buy a last flower
For myself
For my last... pathetic... hour
I cower, I tower, over clouds, with mouths
I vow, I laugh, I tie the rope
I cope, with a drink, water from the sink, and ink
As the chair is set, I pair the hits, the scars, with a lit picture
I sit, and think, and think, and bring the rope to my neck
But I don’t fall, I cut the wall with breath
As I discover the time, the times I smiled, I cried
I buy, I bought the sky, the sparks, the lives I saved
With my letters, I wave from the window
As I see my reflection, I feel loved
I cut the rope, I kick the chair
Where I was gonna end the once pathetic, precious life
And with it, waste the cautious time
To write a song, to bite a more sweet meal
Than the one I ate, the last time I passed by my mother
So why would I waste the lies, waste the lives
To the sky, as I smile, so smile, soldier
I got ya, I’ll write for ya, sing for ya, toy with ya
Laugh with ya, cry with ya, sigh with ya
Just know I’m with ya

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VYN15
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