The Hourglass Songtext
von Mary Timony

Can′t you see the painted roses on the table
Sitting in a vase that is cracked in half?
Can't you hear the birds calling from inside
Of the anxious forest of delight?
I do not want to fight, work or remember
I did not get along
How I could not get along
Can you see the painted roses on the table Sitting in a vase that is filled with tears?
Can you see the minutes eaten by the insect?
Wasted figure of the hourglass
I′ve given you my last goal of understanding
To watch it spread like a carcass on a knife
This is a knife of life, work and independence
We're only three at night, but that is when we sleep