all this time is ash and sandnit's running thru my handsnso what if i don't feel itnso what if i don't see itntorn apart from limb to limbnand put in place againnso what if i don't feel itninnocence is gonenand you don't taste the sameni know that you don't see itnthe steps between us is starting to shownthe space between us is starting to growni know that you don't see itnall this time is ash and sandnrunning thru our handsnso what if i don't feel it