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THE HOUR GROWS LATE - HOURGLASS

THE HOUR GROWS LATE - VOIDS AND VISIONS I’m in the midst Of the disappearance of time It keeps running away To a place that I can’t find I can’t seem to create it But oh how I need it Simply couldn’t say when it slipped away But I know that time escaped Can’t let time escape As I watch the hour grow late With the clock I will debate The clock and I debate As I watch the hour grow late Take what’s left of me Steal all my energy Break what’s left of me Drain all my energy I don’t want to be Just another common casualty Like those who’ve gone before me That lost their sense of urgency I can’t stand to lose Another minute carelessly Like those who’ve quit before me That fell into complacency Give me back time To make everything right Grant me the chance To find the best use of my life Watch me find my pace Since my steps I can’t retrace If time must tick away I can’t chase wasted days No more wasted days As I watch the hour grow late Father Time and I debate Father Time and I debate As I watch the hour grow late Take what’s left of me Steal all my energy Break what’s left of me Drain all my energy I don’t want to be Just another common casualty Like those who’ve gone before me That lost their sense of urgency I can’t stand to lose Another minute carelessly Like those who’ve quit before me That fell into complacency Time is the enemy Never been a father to me We don’t seem able to agree Always been a bit faster than me His hands allow him to fly away Don’t feel him passing Until you’re old and grey Treats every creature As if they’re prey No amount of begging Will make him sway Time is the enemy Never been a father to me We don’t seem able to agree Always been a lot colder than me Time, once upon me Has brought me down to bended knee Years, passing by me Have taught me how to live and be It’s clear there’s something more Than the tired routine Something meaningful In the time between I’m riding the hands As they spin around A destination in my sight A purpose before the endless night I don’t want to be Just another common casualty Like those who’ve gone before me That lost their sense of urgency I can’t stand to lose Another minute carelessly Like those who’ve quit before me That fell into complacency Brick Williams - Guitar John Dunston - Drums and Percussion Eric Robertson - Synths Brian Hancock - Bass Yahosh Bonner - Vocals