hourglass

It sits there majestically (because you let it darling)
ruling over us all-
and we all bow down to it. (you know you don’t have to)

We watch it like a movie,
following the plot like our lives depend on it (it does darling)
wondering what’s going to happen next (its always the same)

But it doesn’t matter how much we try, (you don’t, you accept it)
the sand is always going to keep trickling through the little hole, (its because you let it)
slowly… as though its taunting us,
saying ‘don’t worry, you have years left’
months…
days…
weeks…
hours…
(time flies when you’re having fun…)

and we’re always waiting for the sand to disappear (because it will)
we’re always waiting for that messenger to come and say
‘your time is up’
and we’re always wondering why we let him lead us away without a fight
listening to him whisper ‘the hourglass has spoken’

(and I wonder why you don’t just break the glass)