Lyrics: Preserve

Tell me tomorrow

When I come back around

Will you be lay next to me

Or six feet underground

Time waits for no man

I care less by the hour

The world that's surrounding me

Is slowly growing sour

Growing sour

Perception is the hourglass

Catching the sand

Holding the moment

The grains fall persistent

Pulling us ever closer to the unknown

Until we too join those who have gone before us

The distant dune of another's inquiry

The dust of days to come

An end

And a beginning

An end

And a beginning