Like every day today you lived
Maybe you lived big
Maybe you lived a Little
Like the sands in your hourglass
Maybe today they had brilliant colours
Maybe they had a little sparkle
Or maybe it was just sand
Dull sand the colour of washed out dreams
Whatever the colour
The sand trickled down
Maybe a little too slow
Maybe too fast
And like grains of moon
The sands will turn over
A new day
A fresh well of maybes
Maybe with sands of colour
