Wasted Time

by, Cassandra

Tell me, where did our time go to?
It was there but a moment ago.
but we blinked, blinked, blinked
and our time is no more.

Tell me, where did our faith go to?
Faith, in time, in love, in every
little heartbeat, beat, beat.
We no longer believe.

Tell me, where did our time go to?
We run away from idle hands,
for they're the devil's work, work, work.
Wasted time is wasted well.

Tell me, where did our hope go to?
Hope, for time, for future, for every
single moment we held, held, held.
We no long hold on.

Tell me, where did our time go to?
There never enough, it seems,
to simply, simply, simply be.
Our time is no more.