"Hourglass"

She’s the whispering of my imagination, or the door between the places I have grown

She’s my selfishness, my giving, all my passions, and a sense that I am coming to my own

Thru the memories collected in this journey, built on images forgotten long ago

From a cavern rife with secrets I’m returning, to fullness in this place I call a soul

There were years I wondered how I’d ever know her, was she hidden behind one too many doors

Was I blinded by an act of someone’s mercy, and condemned by some old habit I’d adored

In the time it takes for you to live a life friend, and the way you learn to plant your every seed

There’s a key to open every gate in heaven, past the stories we were  taught to fill a creed

It has taken more than half of a century , what we're given in a lifetime to relearn

And the taste of something finished is a sweet thing, when you understand how knowledge must be earned

So I’ll share with you the secrets of one fallen, from a place we reach for higher than we know

To wander in uncertainty is a long road, but the only way we’ll ever come back home

There’s no temple, church, or hero who can guide you, for the answers to your questions hide inside

And the only path to wisdom is a long one, thru the pestilence you’ve hidden in your pride

So pay attention closely to my words friend, if you believe you best not let them pass

The only way to god is thru your memories, its you who hid her in the hourglass