As uncertain as death
And as sour as fresh wine
Euphoric like a Jew in Sabbath
Or a nomad walking in a ravine
Something rigid and sometimes just fine
Life seems rigid, entangled
In the sand of time
World shrouded in blood
but the Sun does shine
Eyes springing flood
Everything is not just fine
Life seems rigid, entangled
In the sands of time
Life and love live in the books
Death balances everything on tenterhooks
A sordid tale, wind makes up
Hushes up the sorrow
Leaving nothing for tomorrow
It searches for, things to scrape up
Heart loses rhythm and mind its shine
Life seems rigid, entangled
In the sands of time..
