Hours

Hour by hour,
day by day.
An hour has passed
and I don't know why.

Hour by hour,
day by day.
Every day is just the same.

Every minute is a minute lost,
but in the end
it has no matter,
until the next day begins.
Then I know how endless it is.
And every time an hour floats
I try to grab and to hold on
but these currents sweep me way away
and eventually I float away.

Hour by hour,
day by day.
I will float forever,
I will float away.