All This Time (And Not Enough)

Everything must end And the measurements we use shall lose all meaning Made our choice Thought we seemed so young All these years, and still it's not enough Saw you born Now your room is empty All these years, and still it's not enough Our world of speculation Where was meets might have been Time buries the day Evening skies take the sun away At the stillest point of the turning earth We feel the moment when movement slows But God only knows how much is left Beat the odds More life lies ahead However many years there are, won't be enough Our world of tribulation Where hope meets desperation Time buries the day Evening skies take the sun away At the stillest point of the turning earth We feel the moment when movement slows But God only knows how much is left The hands advance with cold precision And we can only stand and watch Or be engaged and unaware Of how rapidly it vanishes Pulled strong with the current And there's nothing we can do (and there's nothing we can do) Scenes form on the shorelines And then slip away from view The fragile hourglass lies broken underfoot Every grain of sand, a moment lost Nothing we can do, or say can manufacture more of it No currency can pay that cost I know that measurement is futile At the point when everything ends Reach out and make the most of the connection Concentrate and imprint it in your mind All that you can count on Is the strength of this reflection Against the force Of inexorable time Realizing Every moment's precious Every moment's precious Every moment's precious