Liquid Hours

Within the hourglass I see pieces of myself
The sand is creeping though my fingers, years are passing by.

Drifting in a tidal sea
Wings of time are guiding me so far
There is no turning bacl to yesterday
We're heading for the final strand in different ways.

Now is forever, forever is now
These liquid hours are spinning away
Time in the motion, the motion in time
Moments of history are turning into tomorrows.

I stand amid the road, blind to see what is to come
Curtains of the truth before the obscurity.

Drifting in a tidal sea
Wings of time are guiding me so far
There is no turning bacl to yesterday
We're heading for the final strand in different ways.

Now is forever, forever is now
These liquid hours are spinning away
Time in the motion, the motion in time
Moments of history are turning into tomorrows.

Is there a window in... – is there a window in time?
Parallel kind of life... – parallel kind of life somewhere?

My secret place where the future so unseen...
...is written in my dreams at night, in my dreams at night.

Now is forever, forever is now
These liquid hours are spinning away
Time in the motion, the motion in time
Moments of history are turning into tomorrows.