time runs so slowly inner clock in everyone grains of sand left the broken casket and falling through your fingers thousand eyes even free quick flash fragmenting time across the mind like creeping shadow veil all you resigned and now you suffer in pain alone for redemption who can judge the others loosing your first position hounded by desire and now only gleaning on success of the others soon there will be start shot again bet there's no second chance for the egoists lonely dying in the mud of the track and time runs so slowly