Hourglass
What’s your name, young man?
Ah, John – a good strong name.
And,
How old are you? Take my hand.
I swear time inches away in
grains of sand.
John – Good strong name. And
Name of my father.
I swear time inches away in
grains of sand,
Doesn’t it my sweet Arthur?
The name of my father,
John – Passed down through
generations,
Hasn’t it my sweet Arthur?
What? John? Who’s John?
John – gone now for generations,
and
At last it comes to this.
What? John? Who’s John?
I’m scared, and lost, and weary.
At last we come to this.
How old are you? Take my hand.
I’m scared, and lost, and weary.
What’s your name, young man?
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