The Hourglass
Savatage Lyrics


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Standing alone by the edge of a river
He's traded his life for a glass full of tears
The bargain was quick for one's life is less dearer
When the sand's running out and the ending is near

The ending is near
The ending is near
The ending is

The man climbed aboard and set sail for the ocean
He put on the mast all the canvas she'd take
Then laid himself down on the deck neath the tiller
The ship was his coffin this moment his wake

Runaway reasons
Runaway seasons
Time is a treason

That I give back to you now

The wind touched the sail and the ship
Moved the ocean
The wind from the storm set the course she would take
From a journey to nowhere towards a soul on the ocean

From the wake of Magellan to Magellan's wake

Runaway reasons
Runaway seasons
Everything in it
Hours and minutes
You take tomorrow

Because it means nothing
To me
To me

To

In the dark he heard a whisper
Asking him to understand
In the desert look for water
On the ocean look for land

In the dark he heard a whisper
Asking him to understand
In the desert look for water
On the ocean look for land

And there in the waves
Was a man in his grave
That he saw in the night
'Tween the flashes of light
And he

Could not be there

And all he had prayed

Or had given away
He now found to be wrong
In the grip of the storm
And he
Could not be there

Could you keep our lives together
Safely back onto the shore
Could you grant this last illusion
Only this and nothing more

Could you keep our lives together
Safely back onto the shore
Could you grant this last illusion
Only this and nothing more

And all at once the heavens bled their fire
The anchor broke the chains they flew away
And suddenly the waves were reaching higher
And in the dark I thought I heard them say

Could you keep our lives together
Safely back onto the shore
Could you grant this last illusion
Only this and nothing more

But what the sailor did not know
And would never learn
Was on that beach now far away
The young child had returned

And finding the broken hourglass
He reset it upright
Then placed sand from the beach inside
And placed the lid on tight

Then examining his handiwork
He left it in the sand
And then he quickly ran back home
Thinking god would understand

Everything I ever had for one more tomorrow
Everything I ever had for just one more night
And if this is not to be I pray could I borrow
Just another final hour onto my life

Did you ever really want to
Did you ever really want to

Lord, tell me how it will be
Lord, tell me how it will be

Standing once more by a boat on a river
He pushes it off while he stays on the land
And seeing the hourglass now so much clearer

Which someone had refilled by hand

And somewhere that boat's now adrift on the
Ocean

The mast at full sail and there's no one on board
The hourglass no longer sits by the ocean
Only his footprints all alone on the shore
And soon they're no more
No more

No more

Now our story's nearly over
And we've reached the final scene
But we're sure that some have wondered
What had happened in-between

From the moment when the boy was saved
And their boat had reached the shore
Well, they talked about life and death

And perhaps a little more

The boy said he'd been a stowaway
Aboard the "maersk dubai"
When the captain had him thrown to the sea
And left him there to die

At this the old sailor had stood up
His face now filled with rage
And swore that he would never rest
Until that captain had been caged

But the boy implored the sailor
That he not say a word
Because he was an illegal immigrant
And as of recently he'd heard

That going to the authorities
Could often be unwise
When one's paper were illegal
The police just might not sympathize

So when they reached the harbor
With their journey at an end
He left the boy on another ship
Whose captain was a friend

And when he saw it pull to sea
And was once more all alone
He leaned against the tiller
And turned his ship back home

Eventually he reached that beach
He'd left the night before
Then stepped a last time from the boat
And waded to the shore

Then the old man picked the glass up
That he had left behind
And headed for the small cafe
For it was nearly time

And the ocean watched him leaving
To find his lady fair
And as he left he heard her last words
Drifting in the air

That every man

Is born you see
Beneath the sword

Damocles

For young and old
Are all alive
On that next beat

On which we ride

And that beat is such
A fragile thing
In both old men
Or youthful king

And that beat

Stands all alone you see

Between us

And black eternity

And until that time
When death won't wait
Let each man rage





Against his fate

Overall Meaning

The Hourglass by Savatage talks about a man who has traded his life for a glass full of tears and is standing alone at the edge of a river. The man had made a quick bargain because his life had started to run out, and his end is near. He climbed aboard a ship and set sail for the ocean, putting all the canvas he could get onto the mast. The ship became a coffin for him, and that moment became his wake. The wind touched the sail of the ship and made it move across the ocean, heading to nowhere with a soul on board, and that soul was the man in his grave that he had seen between the flashes of light. The song speaks about time being a treason, and the person who gives it back now.


The song talks about a little boy who finds a broken hourglass and resets it upright. He places sand from the beach inside and places the lid on tight, and then runs back home, thinking that God would understand his actions. The song speaks about the final hour of someone's life, with the singer asking the Lord how it would be when it comes. They stand once more by a boat on a river, push it off while they stay on the shore, and see the hourglass so much clearer which someone had refilled by hand. The boat was now adrift on the ocean, and the hourglass no longer sat by the ocean, with only footprints on the shore. The story ended with the singer finding the glass left behind and heading to a small cafe, leaving the ocean behind to find his fair lady.


Line by Line Meaning

Standing alone by the edge of a river
Being isolated and contemplative near a body of flowing water


He's traded his life for a glass full of tears
He has exchanged his existence for a vessel filled with sorrow


The bargain was quick for one's life is less dearer
The transaction was swift, as a person's own life is of less value


When the sand's running out and the ending is near
As the sand within the hourglass diminishes and the conclusion approaches


The ending is near
The conclusion is imminent


The ending is near
The conclusion is imminent


The ending is
The conclusion is


The man climbed aboard and set sail for the ocean
The individual embarked on a voyage across the sea


He put on the mast all the canvas she'd take
He deployed all the sails the vessel could bear


Then laid himself down on the deck neath the tiller
Then positioned himself on the ship's deck beneath the steering apparatus


The ship was his coffin this moment his wake
The ship served as his burial vessel, and this instance was his funeral gathering


Runaway reasons
Motives that lead one astray


Runaway seasons
Passing time that slips away uncontrollably


Time is a treason
The concept of time is a betrayal


That I give back to you now
That I return to you in this moment


The wind touched the sail and the ship
The breeze made contact with the sail and guided the ship


Moved the ocean
Caused a ripple in the vast body of water


The wind from the storm set the course she would take
The wind from the tempest determined the path the ship would follow


From a journey to nowhere towards a soul on the ocean
From a voyage with no destination to one seeking solace on the open sea


From the wake of Magellan to Magellan's wake
From the trail left by Magellan's ship to the realm of the deceased Magellan


Everything in it
Everything contained within it


Hours and minutes
Units of time in the form of hours and minutes


You take tomorrow
You claim the future


Because it means nothing
Since it holds no significance


To me
To me


To me
To me


In the dark he heard a whisper
In the darkness, he perceived a faint voice


Asking him to understand
Beseeching him to comprehend


In the desert look for water
In arid surroundings, seek out hydration


On the ocean look for land
On the vast sea, search for solid ground


And there in the waves
And within the undulating water


Was a man in his grave
Lay a deceased individual


That he saw in the night
Whom he observed during the nighttime


'Tween the flashes of light
In between the moments of illumination


And he
And he


Could not be there
Was unable to be present


And all he had prayed
And everything he had earnestly wished for


Or had given away
Or had selflessly bestowed upon others


He now found to be wrong
He now realized to be incorrect


In the grip of the storm
In the clutches of a tempest


And he
And he


Could not be there
Was unable to be present


Could you keep our lives together
Can you ensure the unity of our lives


Safely back onto the shore
Securely returning us to land


Could you grant this last illusion
Can you bestow this final deception


Only this and nothing more
Merely this and nothing beyond


But what the sailor did not know
However, what the seafarer was unaware of


And would never learn
And would never come to understand


Was on that beach now far away
Was that on a distant shoreline


The young child had returned
The youthful child had come back


And finding the broken hourglass
And discovering the fractured timepiece


He reset it upright
He restored it to an upright position


Then placed sand from the beach inside
Then inserted sand from the shore within


And placed the lid on tight
And secured the lid firmly


Then examining his handiwork
Then inspecting his creation


He left it in the sand
He left it behind in the sand


And then he quickly ran back home
And then he hurriedly returned to his residence


Thinking god would understand
Believing that God would comprehend


Everything I ever had for one more tomorrow
Every possession I ever owned in exchange for an additional day


Everything I ever had for just one more night
Every belonging I ever possessed for a solitary additional evening


And if this is not to be I pray could I borrow
And if this is not possible, may I request a temporary loan


Just another final hour onto my life
Merely one more concluding hour added to my existence


Did you ever really want to
Did you genuinely desire to


Lord, tell me how it will be
Oh Lord, disclose how it will transpire


Standing once more by a boat on a river
Stood once again by a boat situated on a waterway


He pushes it off while he stays on the land
He propels the vessel away while he remains ashore


And seeing the hourglass now so much clearer
And perceiving the hourglass with greater clarity


Which someone had refilled by hand
That had been replenished manually by someone


And somewhere that boat's now adrift on the
And somewhere that boat is now floating aimlessly on the


Ocean
Vast body of saltwater


The mast at full sail and there's no one on board
The mast adorned with sails, but devoid of passengers


The hourglass no longer sits by the ocean
The hourglass no longer resides near the sea


Only his footprints all alone on the shore
Merely his footprints present, solitary on the coastline


And soon they're no more
And before long, they disappear entirely


No more
No more


No more
No more


Now our story's nearly over
Now our tale is almost concluded


And we've reached the final scene
And we have arrived at the ultimate moment


But we're sure that some have wondered
Yet we are certain that certain individuals have pondered


What had happened in-between
What transpired in the interim


From the moment when the boy was saved
From the instance of the boy's rescue


And their boat had reached the shore
And their vessel had arrived at the land


Well, they talked about life and death
They engaged in a conversation regarding life and death


And perhaps a little more
And conceivably some additional topics


The boy said he'd been a stowaway
The boy disclosed that he had been a clandestine passenger


Aboard the 'maersk dubai'
Onboard the vessel named 'Maersk Dubai'


When the captain had him thrown to the sea
When the captain had him cast into the ocean


And left him there to die
And abandoned him there to perish


At this the old sailor had stood up
In response, the elderly sailor had risen


His face now filled with rage
His countenance now consumed by anger


And swore that he would never rest
And vowed that he would never find peace


Until that captain had been caged
Unless that captain had been imprisoned


But the boy implored the sailor
However, the boy beseeched the sailor


That he not say a word
Not to utter a single syllable


Because he was an illegal immigrant
Because he was an undocumented migrant


And as of recently he'd heard
And he had recently learned


That going to the authorities
That seeking assistance from the government officials


Could often be unwise
Could frequently be ill-advised


When one's paper were illegal
When one's documentation was unlawful


The police just might not sympathize
The law enforcement might simply lack empathy


So when they reached the harbor
Thus, when they arrived at the port


With their journey at an end
With the culmination of their expedition


He left the boy on another ship
He abandoned the boy on a different vessel


Whose captain was a friend
Whose captain was an acquaintance


And when he saw it pull to sea
And upon witnessing its departure


And was once more all alone
And being once again solitary


He leaned against the tiller
He leaned against the steerage mechanism


And turned his ship back home
And directed his vessel toward his residence


Eventually he reached that beach
Eventually, he arrived at that shoreline


He'd left the night before
He had departed from the night prior


Then stepped a last time from the boat
Then disembarked from the boat for a final time


And waded to the shore
And walked through the water towards land


Then the old man picked the glass up
Then the elderly man lifted the glass


That he had left behind
That he had previously abandoned


And headed for the small cafe
And proceeded towards the modest café


For it was nearly time
As it was nearly time


And the ocean watched him leaving
And the ocean observed him departing


To find his lady fair
To locate his beloved woman


And as he left he heard her last words
And as he departed, he heard her final utterance


Drifting in the air
Wafting through the atmosphere


That every man
That every individual


Is born you see
Is brought into existence, you understand


Beneath the sword
Underneath the threat


Damocles
Of Damocles


For young and old
For both the young and the old


Are all alive
Are all living


On that next beat
At the sequence of heartbeats


On which we ride
On which we traverse


And that beat is such
And that rhythm is so


A fragile thing
An easily broken entity


In both old men
In both elderly men


Or youthful king
Or a youthful ruler


And that beat
And that rhythm


Stands all alone you see
Exists independently, you perceive


Between us
Between us


And black eternity
And the endless void


And until that time
And until that moment


When death won't wait
When death will no longer delay


Let each man rage
Allow every individual to express anger


Against his fate
In opposition to his destiny




Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: AL PITRELLI, PAUL F. O'NEILL, JON OLIVA

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Comments from YouTube:

Fraevo10

Paul O'Neill always knew how to bring out the best from Zak Stevens as a singer.
A song like this? Not for everyone to wrap their heads around but to those who can....Pure brilliance..

peppermann

Total class on every level. Pure poetry.

Aris Perantonakis

this band is the best band ever period.

Kostas Kostas

@realitygutter τα είπες όλα αδερφέ...κ οποίος κατάλαβε κατάλαβε

mircea tim

I like them too

johny guitar

@realitygutter sostos

realitygutter

Τους Savatage επρεπε να τους εχουμε υιοθετησει εδω στην Ελλαδα, ισως στα δικα μας μικρα μεγεθη η αναλογια λατρειας που εισπραττουν θα απεδιδε δικαιοσυνη για την αξια τους. Οι υπολοιπες μπαντες τους κοιτουν με τα κυαλια αλλα ποιος νιωθει..

Larry French

I've always liked SAVATAGE. I liked
Chris Oliva alot, and know it had to be really tough to keep going after his death. Kudos to Alex...what a shredder!

T Vandel

@realitygutter Savatage reunion is strictly Jon Oliva's call. I've asked the question, but from all I have been told it's probably never gonna happen. Would be nice since I prefer Savatage to TSO. But all the guys make a good living off of TSO. I don't see them doing Savatage in the foreseeable future, there's no money to be made in it and then expense is too costly to justify it. sadly

realitygutter

@T Vandel I've always appreciated Zak although I don't know him personally, you should encourage him/them for a strong Savatage reunion for the next 5 years!!!

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