From the recording Holiday Weekend
Lyrics
Oh, pardon my soul
I was only comfortable
No I'm not growin' old
I'm under control
Oh, I stepped out the door
Where the green grasses grow
Bring me back once more
Before I go
You're runnin' out of sand
It's coming down from the hour glass
It's slippin' through your hands
Catch it while you can
Oh, my cup is full
From my head, down to my toes
Oh, I'm torn and I'm pulled
I'm going down slow
Oh, I can't let go
Someone please, cut the rope
Won't you please, at least let me know
If we've lost all hope
You're runnin' out of sand
It's coming down from the hour glass
It's slippin' through your hands
Catch it while you can
You're runnin' out of sand
It's coming down from the hour glass
It's slippin' through your hands
Catch it while you still can