Sand On the Fire - Moor Hound

Sand On the Fire Lyrics

To catch your toes on silver
To stumble over gold
To never fear another day
'Til death carries your ghostTo see the painter's toil
On a canvas of pale skin
To wander the perimeter
Smiling over every inchI never learned to think is not to do
To dream is not to follow through
With this stifled spirit barely keeping me alive
Sand on the fire long before I dieTo see your own reflection
In the water passing by
To see that aging dreamer
Once with hope in rich supply