Hourglass

The hourglass never really runs out of sand

You get to the end and you just turn it upside down again

It's like a book where the story never ends

The plot keeps turning around

I was dancing with my eyes closed

The music had me in a trance

Six o'clock in the morning came around

I was the last one at the dance

Boy, it takes a stiff upper lip

A turned-up collar and some very strong hips

A strong will for when the money slips

And they ain't calling you a lady now

A sister told me some time ago

There's no reward for lost sheep

You better learn to look sharp

Keep it in the lines

Don't go swimming where the river's too deep

But I knew all along that that just wasn't me

I was swimming in the river with the ghosts and debris

Shouldn't a person at least try to be free

Instead of giving up and just pretending to be?

The morning leaves you in a strange place

Dirty mirror and a stranger's face

Nowhere to run, too late to back out of it

Might as well stick around and take a crack out of it

I heard it said many times that life is a dream

But it ends up dreaming of a crazy machine

That's been choking out the love

Killing too many dreamers

And I just want to tear that old machine down

Ask me what what I would dream of in this place

I dream of a forest where we could all meet face-to-face

Where love could be love

And dreams could be dreamers

Dreamers dreaming of love and its many wonders

Dreamers dreaming of love, one more time now

Dreamers dreaming of love