Hours Spiral and coil into black Some remembered, some forever gone Tragic We never get them all back The relentless march of time must still go on The tide is turning Horizons burning Your days are numbered Your future has crumbled Forgotten Events obscured by the past Without remembrance, did they occur at all? Losing At best a tenuous grasp And nothing below us to the fall The tide is turning Horizons burning Your days are numbered Your future has crumbled Imagine What moments hose last hours hold Things we missed that might have changed our lives Stranded With no way to get home The light around us starting to subside The tide is turning Horizons burning Your days are numbered Your future has crumbled