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.