Honey Coloured Time

Give me the glass that will blow my tortured mind
The world is hypocritical it stares from behind
Exiled, self-rejected, spurned and so ashamed
Water feels it mustn't go, forever to be blamed

Honey coloured time when the sunglows, melted
Memories, tragedies by liquid represented

Lost so much time using sand for season
To be dissolved without us given reasons
Pour me a glass so I am retrospect
Can reminisce in truly state it had good effect
And the empty fire you're free to fill once more
Aging but oblivious that's what I paid for

Give me the glass that will blow my tortured mind
The world is hypocritical it stares from behind
Exiled, self-rejected, spurned and so ashamed
Water feels it mustn't go, forever to be blamed