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                    Sand.

              Running, running, running.

              All this time is going, going, going.

       It's like a river that keeps flowing, flowing, flowing,

              This, I am really knowing.

             The hourglass.

           All this time is going to pass.

              It is soon going to be all through.

            I'm going to be blue.

            I still have so much to do.

              Nobody me, seems to understand.  I wish I had to hold somebody's hand.

    On me, see, it's piling, piling, piling.  I'm really not smiling.

           I want to have fun.  I just hope I get it all done,

         before I get to the end of my rope.

           It's all from the top going to be gone, a night from the dawn.