The Rocks and the Sand August 9, 2009
ROCKS & SAND
It’s high time
I find my mind
Lies above the clouds
Abound with proud ability
You’re endorsing me
Quite forcibly
To walk among my generations past
At last, I’ve passed
The test that’s thrust upon me
Well that’s what keeps me moving on
It’s there, until it’s gone
So if it’s not too late
I can’t wait, to take the rake
And smooth the rocks and sand
I’m gonna smooth the rocks and sand
Inside my garden
Amanda planned to stand before the scales of God
And with a forced, accepting nod
A metal rod came slashing through her veins
So, instead of taking reins
Or beating ass and taking names
She jumped the track and cut some slack
Pulled the pin and blew an exit out the back
Well that’s what keeps me moving on
It’s there, until it’s gone
So if it’s not too late
I can’t wait, to take the rake
And smooth the rocks and sand
I’m gonna smooth the rocks and sand
Inside my garden
Whoa no
I can feel it go
Lowest of my lows
I can take it slow
Well that’s what keeps me moving on
It’s there, until it’s gone
So if it’s not too late
I can’t wait, to take the rake
And smooth the rocks and sand
I’m gonna smooth the rocks and sand
Inside my garden
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