The axe laid to the root
cuts the hour into half
The falling sands of time are gone
A raised hand abated and swears
Before extending to the grains of sand
Again to turn 'em back to Heaven
Don't even try to run away
For that hour you've been born into this world
Chorus:
To take part of His suffering
Out of s***e you may even fly
Another Saviour you won't find
In that sandglass you'll remain
A captive
Wound up by the Watchmaker's hand
Into the circle of life
You're planted down by the rolls of thunder
Everything that can be shaken quakes
...that can be shaken quakes
Chorus:
To take part of His suffering
Out of s***e you may even fly
Another Saviour you won't find
In that sandglass you'll remain...
The sieve is placed
Is placed below
To gather only
Wheat into the barn.
Repeat Chorus:
cuts the hour into half
The falling sands of time are gone
A raised hand abated and swears
Before extending to the grains of sand
Again to turn 'em back to Heaven
Don't even try to run away
For that hour you've been born into this world
Chorus:
To take part of His suffering
Out of s***e you may even fly
Another Saviour you won't find
In that sandglass you'll remain
A captive
Wound up by the Watchmaker's hand
Into the circle of life
You're planted down by the rolls of thunder
Everything that can be shaken quakes
...that can be shaken quakes
Chorus:
To take part of His suffering
Out of s***e you may even fly
Another Saviour you won't find
In that sandglass you'll remain...
The sieve is placed
Is placed below
To gather only
Wheat into the barn.
Repeat Chorus: