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