Sand
Sand-nothing but sand
Left of the Diamonds in our hands
Tight-held on too tight
Until we crumbled the Prism's light
Oh-I---should have known
Oh-when---to let go...
Why do we take take from a good thing
Until we break break it as far as it can
Thinking we'll make make it better but never can it be more
Can it be more than...
Sand-what good is sand
When I wanted lasting
When I needed solid land
Oh-we---bled it dry
Oh-we---let it die...
Why do we take take from a good thing
Until we break break it as far as it can
Thinking we'll make make it better but never can it be more
Can it be more-more--more ...
Than Sand...
Sand...
Sand.