The Hourglass And The Landslide

Why does it feel like you're comin' on?
 And why do I feel like it's never gone?
 The tendrils of dark, like cerebral knives
 Cut straight to heart, hyposensitise,
 Perceptions are sharp, "working overtime"
 Steppin" outside, steppin' outside
 It's a timeless dream
 With a mindless scene
 Where the Sandstorm drifts
 As the world turns rifting time,
 In this Hourglass it's a landslide.
 From the hand you're dealin'
 The Tarot reading
 Is so misleading,
 The cards burn, shift and glide,
 In this Hourglass it's a landslide.
 The scene is surreal, like a battle won,
 But now I can see, I've been overcome,
 You took me apart in the candlelight,
 Dissected my heart while anesthetised
 And now I'm a slave to your darker side
 Steppin" outside, steppin' outside
 It's a timeless dream
 With a mindless scene
 Where the Sandstorm drifts
 As the world turns rifting time,
 In this Hourglass it's a landslide.
 From the hand you're dealin'
 The Tarot reading
 Is so misleading,
 The cards burn, shift and glide,
 In this Hourglass it's a landslide.