Holding Sand - Rival Schools

Sew a late seed

And so inside

A cast out, unwanted son

A crawl to what you want

Sit down, you fault, you run away from anyone

And where you live, I feel most on A corner of space that you donЉ° run

And guardЉЇ off, I pass you by Makes no impression as you stand

Makes no impression holding sand

A waif across the sea, aloss

Because you canЉ° think straight

ItЉЇ your calling

Wasted mourning

You wish it was your hand sliding down her back

Call, this is the first thing that you can solve

As the weight comes off again

Always the last to remember a name

Makes no impression as you stand

Makes no impression holding sand

You had your captive fan, and then what?

She saw your face and it tied your hands

Made no impression on me Only left out holding sand

And it runs through

Shows in your face and runs through your hands