Pulsing heartbeatâ¦
Time on your handsâ¦
World at your feetâ¦
Head in the sandâ¦
Knife held to your throat.
Breathe, draw your breathâ¦
Slave to the grindâ¦
Each drawn in debtâ¦
Claimed, borrowed timeâ¦
Long past overdue.
(Hidden in plain view and yet we seek to muddle through)
Live only what we're given
(Quiet gears are turning, tick the moments awayâ¦)
(Silent, years are burning by the light of the dayâ¦)
Beyond the paleâ¦
Behind the veilâ¦
The die is castâ¦
The hours passâ¦
Perhaps the lastâ¦
Beyond the pale⦠(The days racing byâ¦)
Behind the veil⦠(The blink of an eyeâ¦)
The die is cast⦠(Any given nightâ¦)
The hours pass⦠(Yields the last sunrise you'll knowâ¦)
Each perhaps the lastâ¦
Each of us granted one short lifeâ¦
(Each of us given just one chance to be here and now)
We reach open-handed toward the light.