sands

The sun hides itself
silent as all lives rest
the winds are in their song
he's on the ocean edge
two children always close
never far

Its hard living a life
When the lights go out
when there was a time he found
a dream never far from his mind

everything is a dream
is it so as it seems
he's never been good
at holding what he needs

All of this could be
all that it seems
all memories go round
times not far from his mind
though he's not good
at this life

He remembers their hands
In them he could understand
what it meant for his life
now its only empty sands