Like stones in silence I stand As I draw circles in the sand Naked under blue glass Drowned I watch children dance In a mind of an echo (I know that
to block all the cliches and reason for kicks He strokes her hair both sitting on sand and her shoulders bare nothing to demand of them laying back on a lonely stone
no excuse To block all the cliches and Reason for kicks He strokes her hair Both sitting on sand And her shoulders bare Nothing to demand of them Laying back on a lonely stone
no more Her tears have dried Oceans weep for her the ocean sighs Ocean gypsy of the moon The sun has made a thousand nights For you to hold Ocean gypsy
In my early years I hid my tears And passed my days alone Adrift on an ocean of loneliness My dreams like nets were thrown To catch the love that I'd
ancient songs of sadness But every step I thought of you Every footstep only you And every star a grain of sand The leavings of a dried up ocean Tell
I can't hear you again Dreaming of the ocean As waves come in I can't hear it again Dove grey sands Dove grey sands Dove grey sands
a clown's smile Turned up on its end And for no reason at all I've got perma grin Sometime I feel like a starfish feeding in the sand An angelfish
I Was Only A Child When I First Looked In Your Eyes And Saw Your Body Rise Over The Ocean We Saw The Golden Boy Bleed Love Onto The Sand Like Rain While
fake caresses mundane beggars costume of death a purified doctrine and communal repentance my mortalized quest the enigma still unborn oceans of grime and stone
hid in the hole We could see Texas was only a mile And oh, little brother, I remember your smile At Indianola My dad built a sawmill of cypreses and stone
I've come to know the dark for light I've come to trust just one and that one died with yesterday with yesterday Now that all honest clocks bury oceans with sand
waiting for him to come and rendezvous Where he bestowed a long relation one like I hope to have with you Then on the sands right off the ocean just
She wanted to buy time Her friends said it was dangerous But they couldn't change her mind She did if for her mirror And for the ocean's summer sand
the clouds The Stone Pilgrim kneels Carving his way One grind of sand Every night and every day I believe the Eternity lasts In unreal ocean Which is
guilty Still you're right You're like a tear in the ocean Dust in the wind Like a stone in the water Like a spark in the fire Dust in the sand Like a stone