Ran Out of Time

Words and music by Bill Price

A spyglass spies trial and treasure
On the ocean, we ran endless and sound
No constellations to mark or measure
But sailing a fast-failing ship, we soon ran aground
We ran out of time

We ran out of time - like a man out of mind
We've lost what seemed vast
Our backs to the past
Sensing the shiver of chimes
But the anchor's now cast
We ran out of time

A looking glass spies pain and pleasure
We pushed past our relative shore
No map made could mark or measure
We stand in defense - in some opposite sense, less is more
We ran out of time

We ran out of time - like a man out of mind
We sailed toward the source
With nothing less than brute force
Facing this sea nearly blind
Well off our course
We ran out of time

Time's first in our hearts and cannot exist secondhand
It's black that breathes white - day that needs night - not either, but and

Are you accepting what will be never
Undoing what must be undone
Forever is sworn to forever
We're home as we roam 'neath the traveling truth of the sun
We ran out of time

We ran out of time - like a man out of mind
Like a fist to my faceHits some internal place
A space divine and sublime
Time is not a race
We ran out of time

© 2015 Mr. Quill Music (BMI)