The Hourglass and the Landslide

Why does it feel like you're comin' on? And why do I feel like it's never gone? The tendrils of dark, like cerebral knives Cut straight to heart, hyposensitise, Perceptions are sharp, "working overtime"

Steppin" outside, steppin' outside

It's a timeless dream With a mindless scene Where the Sandstorm drifts As the world turns rifting time, In this Hourglass it's a landslide. From the hand you're dealin' The Tarot reading Is so misleading, The cards burn, shift and glide, In this Hourglass it's a landslide.

The scene is surreal, like a battle won, But now I can see, I've been overcome, You took me apart in the candlelight, Dissected my heart while anesthetised And now I'm a slave to your darker side

Steppin" outside, steppin' outside

It's a timeless dream With a mindless scene Where the Sandstorm drifts As the world turns rifting time, In this Hourglass it's a landslide. From the hand you're dealin' The Tarot reading Is so misleading, The cards burn, shift and glide, In this Hourglass it's a landslide.