Lyrics » Whitefeather’s Blues

The sands of time
Seam to swallow up all my thoughts

And all day long
Thoughts keep coming

And everyday the minutes keep on slipping by

I’ve often heard
It’s the early bird that gets the worm

But maybe that’s not what I’m looking for
No

And everyday the minutes keep on slipping by

The sands of time
Ravage all my dreams day and night

And all day long
Thoughts keep coming

And everyday the minutes keep on slipping by
Yes everyday the minutes keep on slipping by

Every year
I try not to let it get me down

And everyday
Thoughts keep on passing me by

And everyday the minutes keep on slipping by
Yes everyday the minutes keep on slipping by

Slipping, slipping, slipping, slipping by
Slipping by

©Kanybl Kaow April 23, 2004 Song # 38 Whitefeather’s Blues ©February 8, 2006
Whitefeather: Vocals / Snow: Guitar / Silvermoon: Drums / Rain: Bass