Breathing Sand

Walking on the coals til you can't feel your feet

Another foot further is just a stone's throw from misery

Now there's a better way than living your life

Without "charity case"

Tagged on you before you're breathing sand

Now the wall breaks all ties

You've tripped chasing time

To chip away and step inside this old man

The foul rain of time has dripped through your mind

And you slip away

The rest is feared by all men

To rot in a state of nowhere is life's worst disease

To never really notice is a divine lack of luxury

Sure we'll all recount the miracles

But less revealing wounds will have captured the prize

Kingdoms falling down fertilizing weary seeds

Passing tortured crowns to the souls that lonely bleed

There's no rest in denial

I can't heal the land, I can't breathe the sand

Everybody's life is a love/hate affair