Lines in the Sand
I stand here, if only for a moment now
As the tides swell up before my eyes
I fall down, on hands and knees
Begging God for mercy, let the Earth stop spinning
How would I, How would I, How would I know? (We all move on)
How would I, How would I let it go? (We all get by)
Where do we go with these lines in the sand?
They're buried here, lithosphere how, in these foreign lands
And I know, that I can't go back
Leaving everything, blistering now, it's all I have
So far out I seem to be
Armed with only uncertainty, in my dreams
Stuck here, if I could see between where I am and want to be
(Could I ask for more?)
How would I, How would I, How would I know? (We all move on)
How would I, How would I let it go? (We all get by)
Where do we go with these lines in the sand?
They're buried here, lithosphere how, in these foreign lands
And I know, that I can't go back
Leaving everything, blistering now, it's all I have
Where do we go with these lines in the sand?
They're buried here, lithosphere how, it's all I can stand
Now here I am with these lines in the sand
Are you hearing me, hearing me now? It's in my hands
I see now, I must go on
It comes down to this, the future speaks now, it's all I could want
As the tides swell up before my eyes
I fall down, on hands and knees
Begging God for mercy, let the Earth stop spinning
How would I, How would I, How would I know? (We all move on)
How would I, How would I let it go? (We all get by)
Where do we go with these lines in the sand?
They're buried here, lithosphere how, in these foreign lands
And I know, that I can't go back
Leaving everything, blistering now, it's all I have
So far out I seem to be
Armed with only uncertainty, in my dreams
Stuck here, if I could see between where I am and want to be
(Could I ask for more?)
How would I, How would I, How would I know? (We all move on)
How would I, How would I let it go? (We all get by)
Where do we go with these lines in the sand?
They're buried here, lithosphere how, in these foreign lands
And I know, that I can't go back
Leaving everything, blistering now, it's all I have
Where do we go with these lines in the sand?
They're buried here, lithosphere how, it's all I can stand
Now here I am with these lines in the sand
Are you hearing me, hearing me now? It's in my hands
I see now, I must go on
It comes down to this, the future speaks now, it's all I could want
Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Ennis
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