it will be? Lord, tell me how it will be? Standing once more by a boat on a river He pushes it off while he stays on the land And seeing the hourglass
Only this and nothing more But what the sailor did not know And would never learn Was on that beach now far away The young child had returned And finding the broken hourglass
Traducción: Savatage. O Hourglass.
[Music & Words: Jon Oliva, Al Pitrelli, Paul O'Neill] Standing alone by the edge of a river He's traded his life for a glass full of tears The bargain
