Fluid Sand

Like a hamster on a wheel running 'round and 'round
And 'round towards a big crowd
I was not living my true provoked my own death
Was a type of suicide, it is tragic because I lost you
When really (I love you) guess one
Has to find their truth in the living world
We began with rolled rock, first there was one then two
Then three as time went on (fluid sand)
So did our desires evolve providing a change
Mass was further broken down, it became shifting sand
Eroding to powder (stack of dust)
But matter needed to sculpt a new walk line