Through the wall there's an hourglass
You can see time pass away
Footfall echos in the memory
My present in my past
Can you find a way
Will you find a way
To point out where we are
Do we move forward
Do we move at all
To doors are vanishing
Your will will finally be away (leave me now)
Although we are all from the end (in your eyes)
And will we follow the path away (like flowers blooming)
You'll be the rose of the myth
To keep my silent sense away
To be my dove and break the air
