Black Sand

Summertime in the golden wind
She said she was happy
We were lazy, together
The black sand that I'd never seen
And the blue sky
Looked just like the postcard in the lobby

You want the end
You want the end

The first thing that you notice is
Is how you haven't a clue
You watch the people walking by
She opened like a fan to soothe me
And I knew I was dead before I hit the floor
In rapture

You want the end
You want the end
You want the end, babe
But there isn't anyone left to make amends

She said "I am never gonna leave you."
Then she turned and left
Well I guess everyone is guilty of that crime
She opened like a fan
In rapture on the black sand

You want the end
You want the end
But you're not the end
'Cause there isn't anyone left to make amends
No no
No no
No no
No no
No no no no
No no no no
No no no no no no
No there isn't anyone
No no
No there isn't anyone
No no no no no no

No there isn't anyone
Maybe there never was
Maybe there never was