There was a time where the moon shined and I was afloat, flying to imagination land.
And in my hand was the fabric of happiness,
But then it all ran like sand through my hands into something I couldn’t see, I couldn’t stand
It played its role so well; it performed on stage with the form and heart of an actress.
Making its place into me, setting me back down on the ground,
The dark consumed me and I had a new friend,
A new friend that would always seem to be here with me in the end,
But, there was a time that my mind wanted me gone, it wanted me gone,
And I was so close, so close to what seemed like salvation but was not.
There was a time when I felt god looking into my eyes and with his strength I was back home,
And I will never forget the time that he let me have a second chance to take a stand and grab the sand that once fell through my hands.