Hands of Time

Cultivate a money tree
Tend it from a seed
Capture all the fallen leaves
In hopes it will provide
Your worries cast aside

Push down every puzzle piece
Firmly in it's place
Try to get it all complete
Before it gets too late
The answer lies in wait
It slips away

The hands of time
Come reaching out for you
The hands of time
Come reaching out for you

Reflecting back on yesterday
A technicolor dream
Memories that slowly fade
We trade this gift of youth
For unexpected truth
Eventually return to dust
The same from which we came
A shine that gave away to rust
Perspective overturns
A lesson we must learn
It slips away

The hands of time
Come reaching out for you
The hands of time
Come reaching out for you



Credits
Writer(s): Jonah Carden
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