Fiddler's Green

Take me to
You?ll never find your sleep you are a wayward son You think you're on your way the journey?s just begun We try to read the sand we try to smell the blood It's just in sand we write before the great big flood We try to find the words that will not fade away We?re looking for the words and pray to make them stay The more we try we know it's just our human blood That wants us here to stay before the great big flood Take me to the roaring sea let me drown my misery I expose my aching soul Take me to the roaring sea the roaring seea the roaring sea I expose my aching soul to your skin There is a grain of sand it's swimming on the foam There's a gust of wind I find no peace inside I find no peace of mind So tell me what is left In sand we write... You are just a grain of sand so come on and take my hand Never let us drown Blow away this bleeding pain Tell me nothing was in vain let the water wash the stains away From Letras Mania