In gods hands

Memories, ha
thoughs must be nice
mine are all gone
from drugged up nights

so many people around me
i dont know how it started
their either in love
or just broken hearted

people fall in love
but in the end its up to fate
when things come to push and shove
any day could be your last date

and i think to myself
well im lying on the grass
what if life is timed
as one big hour glass

lifes not short
life is long
its how we live it
that makes us strong

and with this hour glass
held in gods hand
i'll live life to the fullest
till the last grain of sand