Kainalu - Ginseng Hourglass

Everyday plays the same
We sift through a ginseng hourglass
Turned over again and again, again and again

When will you take the reins?
Of a life given up to destiny
You get lost in lining up timing and place
The further you age

Everything missing
Breaks in the vision
Sands of your ginseng winding down
Open and listen
The more you resist them
Sands of your ginseng winding down
Everything missing
Breaks in the vision
Sands of your ginseng winding down
Open and listen
The sands of your glass are running out

Everyday plays the same
We sift through a ginseng hourglass
Turned over again and again, again and again

Permanence loses strength
In the motion of separating tides
Any fate decided by holding the line
Is hopeless to find

When your life's run
Will you tell it like you turned the lights off?
Did you spend it all overly cautious?
Were you someone your mother was proud of?
Did you keep running from all of your problems?

Everything missing
Breaks in the vision
Sands of your ginseng winding down
Open and listen
The more you resist them
Sands of your ginseng winding down
Everything missing
Breaks in the vision
Sands of your ginseng winding down
Open and listen
The sands of your glass are running out