
"My will, my mind
My lips, my lines
I've got them all over you
Your taste combined
With all the years of wasting time
I've got a hold on something new
I'm not a grain of sand
I don't care what's written in your hand
Cause it's bound to change
So I'm bored, and I'm lost, cost, cold
(...)
I don't wanna pray for what is not right
And I don't wanna beg for what is not mine
I don't wanna rock the road between dreams and worldly things
I could charge, and I could really try
But I don't wanna be the brave one
In a senseless fight
I, I, I just wanna be here tonight"
I don't wanna pray for what is not right
And I don't wanna beg for what is not mine
I don't wanna rock the road between dreams and worldly things
I could charge, and I could really try
But I don't wanna be the brave one
In a senseless fight
I, I, I just wanna be here tonight"
Damien Rice - Sand
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