Kicking Sand
I've been thinking that I'm wasting my time
Driving down the high road to the end of the line
I can't tell you what I thought would be there
But it's pretty plain to see there's nothing nowhere
And if I'd heard myself to say
If I'd listened in the quiet light of day
How many years
Strung up like a puppet on a wire
How can it be so clear
Kicking sand to put out the fire
Clearing my head to stay in line
Marching to the beat of an imaginary time
A melody that captures my heart
Like a magnet that pulls a world apart
How many years
Strung up like a puppet on a wire
How can it be so clear
Kicking sand to put out the fire
Kicking sand to put out the fire
Kicking sand to put out the fire
Kicking sand to put out the fire
I've been thinking that I'm wasting my time
Driving down the high road to the end of the line
I can't tell you what I thought would be there
But it's pretty plain to see there's nothing nowhere
And if I'd heard myself to say
If I'd listened in the quiet light of day
How many years
Strung up like a puppet on a wire
How can it be so clear
Kicking sand to put out the fire
Kicking sand to put out the fire
Kicking sand to put out the fire
Kicking sand to put out the fire
I need to run, kicking sand to put out the fire
I need to run, kicking sand to put out the fire
I need to run, kicking sand to put out the fire
I need to run
Driving down the high road to the end of the line
I can't tell you what I thought would be there
But it's pretty plain to see there's nothing nowhere
And if I'd heard myself to say
If I'd listened in the quiet light of day
How many years
Strung up like a puppet on a wire
How can it be so clear
Kicking sand to put out the fire
Clearing my head to stay in line
Marching to the beat of an imaginary time
A melody that captures my heart
Like a magnet that pulls a world apart
How many years
Strung up like a puppet on a wire
How can it be so clear
Kicking sand to put out the fire
Kicking sand to put out the fire
Kicking sand to put out the fire
Kicking sand to put out the fire
I've been thinking that I'm wasting my time
Driving down the high road to the end of the line
I can't tell you what I thought would be there
But it's pretty plain to see there's nothing nowhere
And if I'd heard myself to say
If I'd listened in the quiet light of day
How many years
Strung up like a puppet on a wire
How can it be so clear
Kicking sand to put out the fire
Kicking sand to put out the fire
Kicking sand to put out the fire
Kicking sand to put out the fire
I need to run, kicking sand to put out the fire
I need to run, kicking sand to put out the fire
I need to run, kicking sand to put out the fire
I need to run
Credits
Writer(s): Sandra Ann Giguere, John Gordon Murray
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