Sand - 28 Days

the sand is sifting by 
I only know that I will die 
and pay my taxes the rest is touch and go 
I wish I could just catch a glimpse 
of what's in store 
I've wanted since 
I can't recall 
I never know what to do 
I've never had a clue 

I feel the future 
don't tell me you don't 
feel it slip away