The Grains of Sand

Time goes by
and still i cry
outside theres rain
am i insane
i let out a sigh
as time continues to pass me by
and the grains of sand
are in my hand
if only u could see inside my head
and see my soul is dead

my back is to the ground
i am not making a sound
my whole body is sore
and i want no more
i want to go away
but then why do i stay?
and the grains of sand
are in my hand
i am caught up in this snare
but i dont seem to care

all i do is roam
searching for my true home
i cant find my way
even though i pray
i have so much rage
i am trapped in this cage
and the grains of sand
are in my hand
as i just lay
wasting away

as day turns to night
i lose my sight
how come you talk
but dont seem to walk
never to be seen
its if i had never been
and the grains of sand
are in my hand
no one came
i will never be the same

i cant's escape my hell
if only you would tell
how to set me free
from these bonds that hold me
im wrong
even though i knew all along
and the grains of sand
are in my hand
they are killing me
cant's you see?

everyone will die
in midst of there pride
dying in vain
as down comes red rain
is it right
that everyone fights?
and the grains of sand
are in my hand
as we all waste away
and our lives are forgotten
and the grains of sand
there in my hand

THE END