Holding Sand 가사

Sew a late seed And so inside A cast out, unwanted son A crawl to what you want Sit down, you fault, you run away from anyone And where you live, I feel most on A corner of space that you don抰 run And guard抯 off, I pass you by Makes no impression as you stand Makes no impression holding sand A waif across the sea, aloss Because you can抰 think straight It抯 your calling Wasted mourning You wish it was your hand sliding down her back Call, this is the first thing that you can solve As the weight comes off again Always the last to remember a name Makes no impression as you stand Makes no impression holding sand You had your captive fan, and then what? She saw your face and it tied your hands Made no impression on me Only left out holding sand And it runs through Shows in your face and runs through your hands