F.O.B. - Time runs so slowly

time runs so slowly
inner clock in everyone
grains of sand left the broken casket
and falling through your fingers
thousand eyes even free
quick flash fragmenting time
across the mind like creeping shadow
veil all
you resigned and now you suffer
in pain
alone for redemption
who can judge the others
loosing your first position hounded by desire
and now only gleaning on success of the others
soon there will be start shot again
bet there's no second chance for the egoists
lonely dying in the mud of the track
and time runs so slowly