Sand
Tell me what I need to hear
Let me know what roads are right
Can't see how I've gotten here and
Olive skin turned white
Cause I've spent a while pouring concrete
A chord couldn't break it if it tried
The crowd's fun until it lifts me off my feet
I'll try to hold on tight
To anything that's in place
Tie me somewhere cause the tides pull different ways
Gotta' live on it
Floating pieces of land
But all they've given me
Is a ground that's made of sand
Maybe it's generational
What wave of kids has known
What they're looking for
Somewhere I will have to start
I don't wanna take off in the dark
I'll try to find a way
To anything that's in place
Where's the lighthouse cause the tides pull different ways
Gotta' live on it
Floating pieces of land
But all they've given me
Is a ground that's made of sand
I feel a little dizzy
Trying to pin the tail while the room is swinging
For a second could I make the world stop spinning
Gotta' live on it
Floating pieces of land
But all they've given me
Is a ground that's made of sand
Gotta' live on it
Floating pieces of land
But all they've given me
Is a ground that's made of sand
A ground that's made of sand
Let me know what roads are right
Can't see how I've gotten here and
Olive skin turned white
Cause I've spent a while pouring concrete
A chord couldn't break it if it tried
The crowd's fun until it lifts me off my feet
I'll try to hold on tight
To anything that's in place
Tie me somewhere cause the tides pull different ways
Gotta' live on it
Floating pieces of land
But all they've given me
Is a ground that's made of sand
Maybe it's generational
What wave of kids has known
What they're looking for
Somewhere I will have to start
I don't wanna take off in the dark
I'll try to find a way
To anything that's in place
Where's the lighthouse cause the tides pull different ways
Gotta' live on it
Floating pieces of land
But all they've given me
Is a ground that's made of sand
I feel a little dizzy
Trying to pin the tail while the room is swinging
For a second could I make the world stop spinning
Gotta' live on it
Floating pieces of land
But all they've given me
Is a ground that's made of sand
Gotta' live on it
Floating pieces of land
But all they've given me
Is a ground that's made of sand
A ground that's made of sand
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Writer(s): Folker Alberts, Izaskun Díaz
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