Resistance Of The Sand
Today I find myself
contemplating eternity at deaths bed.
What little romance glorified
in the pain wallowing in my head.
I've sailed the waves of time
confused by the resistance of the sand.
Pretending I have herculean strength,
to be painted as a fool in the end....
contemplating eternity at deaths bed.
What little romance glorified
in the pain wallowing in my head.
I've sailed the waves of time
confused by the resistance of the sand.
Pretending I have herculean strength,
to be painted as a fool in the end....