歌詞

Coffee gone cold

Emails still bold

Clock on the wall keeps

Talking in circles

Phone face down

Tabs all around

I say I’m busy but

I’m barely in motion

Time

Slipping off my shoulders

Grain by grain

I feel it fall

I keep saving all my brave days

For a someday that never calls

Time

Drawing little lines

At the corners of my plans

I watch it running past me

Through these hourglass hands

Half-wrapped gift

Promises drift

Text in my drafts like

Ghosts I keep feeding

Late-night glow

“maybe tomorrow”

List after list after list

But no leaving

Time

Slipping off my shoulders

Grain by grain

I feel it fall

I keep saving all my brave days

For a someday that never calls

Time

Drawing little lines

At the corners of my plans

I watch it running past me

Through these hourglass hands