[Intro] Count one. Lose one. The shore keeps score with its mouth full of sun. [Verse 1] There’s a clock in the kitchen with a soft little limp, second hand dragging like it knows too much. Coffee goes cold by the window rim, steam disappears without making a fuss. I used to think time came carrying thunder, some black horse running through the door. But it moves like a leak under floorboards, one quiet dark inch more and more. Birthday candle. Hospital band. Receipt in a drawer with your name on my hand. A face in the mirror learns how to thin, and the boy I was stops asking to come in. Every crown gets rust. Every vow gets weather. Every bright thing learns how to leave together. [Chorus] Minutes like water. Hands full of nothing. I try to hold on, but the blue keeps running. Wave after wave, it takes what it taught us. All of us going in minutes like water. [Verse 2] I found an old picture with the corners bent, you laughing hard in a borrowed coat. Back when forever was money well spent, back when my name had a younger throat. Now the mailbox sticks, and the paint gives up, grass grows wild through the walkway crack. I keep small wars in a paper cup, drink one down, then the years pour back. The dead don’t shout. The living do. Both leave rooms I keep walking through. I washed my hands. I stained the sink. I loved too fast. I called it instinct. But water don’t care what the story meant. It rounds the stone. It pays the rent. [Chorus] Minutes like water. Hands full of nothing. I try to hold on, but the blue keeps running. Wave after wave, it takes what it taught us. All of us going in minutes like water. [Bridge] If I could stop one hour, I’d pick the wrong one. Some door half-open. Some almost sun. Some hand on my shoulder before it let go. Some word in my mouth that I swallowed too slow. But the tide does not bargain. The glass does not plead. The page takes the ink, then the ink starts to bleed. [Final Chorus] Minutes like water. Hands full of nothing. I tried to hold on, but the blue kept running. Wave after wave, it takes what it taught us. All of us leaving in minutes like water. [Outro] Count one. Lose one. The shore says nothing. The shore moves on. [End]
