Keeps On Flowing
In the hour glass of life
the sand just keeps on flowing
when your last grain will fall
there is no way of knowing
no matter if your good or evil
filthy rich or dirt poor
when the sand stops flowing
your hour glass will get no more
so there ain't no sense in worrying
just face the day and keep on going
for no one stops the hour glass
the sand just keeps on flowing
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