Hours, a time to feel real

A moving sea which flows within my eyes

Hours, a stare inside of me

Holding dear like a distant memory

Faceless in the daylight and the night

Climbing far and near

Faces disappear

Hours would return in photographs

Of many years the time that had passed

Hours, the moments made believed

Thrown inside a caged menagerie

Hours, a time to feel real

A moving sea which flows within my eyes

Hours, a shout within the wind

Bring me back the secret lives we live