Analysis of Simple

The sands of time spill from my hands onto the dry ground the ashes of my past dance with the winds of change. rivers run red and black as the stars fall from the heavens, my tears all turn to dust and my stone heart has cracked i sit alone on the edge of forever looking into the void that lays before me unknown and uncertain of the future that is ahead. the night sky is empty and my soul cries out to fill it to see the beauty that once was my universe.