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 movеment slows
But God only knows how much is left

Beat thе 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