I can't find the time that's pa**ed.
Hours lost and broken gla**.
So sand keeps pouring in every direction my mind has never been.
Fill my eyes.
Torment me in my dreams, where I survive back through a Markham home where you forgot me.
I'm exhausted of racing time.
And like a dove you're a messenger, to wake me up.
Is it enough? I'm wondering if our seconds split are our minutes broken.
(Replace me).
I can't find the time.
Replace me.