Desert Sand - Beach Fossils

Fall back

All out of words

Too busy trying to save them for the truth.

So brutal the nights they are.

I couldn’t sleep the streets were oh so cold.

To die, to be asleep.

We’ll have the darkness to the roaring sea.

So foolish I know you are,

To take a walk and never so much stars.

And then I start to dream

But I can’t read directions in my sleep.

The sun comes with the tide

And it’s so beautiful I close my eyes.