Sorry if I held too tightly,
And I couldnu0027t let you go.
I guess I should have realized.
I guess I should have known.

It was cold outside this morning,
First snows falling to the ground,
The house was quieter than normal,
I miss how it used to sound.

And the farm has now been sold off.
Seven houses on the way.
That old oak tree where the swing was,
They cut it down the other day.

Oh, to understand the fall of a man,
Watch as every grain of sand just slips away.

Another shooteru0027s on the news now.
Another war begins to rage.
And Iu0027m trying hard to figure
Why itu0027s that stuff that wonu0027t change.

u0027Cause the back rows in the pictures,
Now most of them are gone.
And that baby in the front row
Is the woman moving on.

Oh, to understand the fall of a man,
Watch as every grain of sand just slips away.

And it donu0027t matter that they told you
Lifeu0027s a constant letting go.
And the harder that you hold on,
The more it hurts on down the road.

But how could it have been different?
I couldnu0027t love you differently.
So, when you think back on the sweet times,
Well, I hope youu0027ll think of me.

Oh, to understand the fall of a man,
Watch as every grain of sand just slips away.
Oh, to understand the fall of a man,
Watch as every grain of sand just slips away,
Slips away, through your hands.