Little by Little

When the hourglass slowly runs out bit by bit When silence quietly reproduces bit by bit When the defense gradually grows little by little When you drink to drown your sorrows, you get used to it little by little When friends get closer little by little When the tightly held hands are let go little by little little by little little by little Change bit by bit Little by little helpless Bit by bit heartbroken then Tears shed little by little Why can't we walk back bit by bit? Why does it become a luxury little by little?