Tied up to the hands of time/
I was suffering through the minutes/
And you were pausing for hours/
Counting down the suns until we collide/
Left in the wake a heart to break/
No need for control this path is best enjoyed unknown/
No victor to be had/
Just whispers of sand/
No love lost/
No love found//
Written by
Baz
April 20th, 2011