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Sand:
[Testo]
Sand
di
Damien Rice
you keep me in a glass jar sealed with a label,
you think you know my world...
wake up young girl, you've got a lot to learn...
my love, my life, my work, my time,
i give them all to you...
your hand in mine,
we walk, we talk in ryhme,
we go the whole night through...
i'm not a grain of sand,
i don't care what's written in your hand,
it's bound to change...
sore, bored, and i'm lost, cost, cold,
getting older...
wrap it up, rip it up now,
have it sold,
i'm a grower,
any more, any more, any more, any more...
i wanna be with you,
just wanna be with you...
but you tease me
and it shows in the way that you play,
you think you know my love...
wake up young girl,
and take a taste,
not a bite, not a bite of a life now
can tell you never come, yeah well...
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,
getting older...
buy the book, rip it up now,
have it sold,
i'm a grower,
any more, any more, any more, any more...
i wanna be with you,
just wanna be with you...
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 just wanna be here tonight...
sore, bored, and I'm lost, cost, cold,
getting older...
wrap it up, rip it up now,
have it sold,
i'm a grower,
any more, any more, any more, any more...
i wanna be with you, just wanna be with you...
sore, bored, and I'm lost, cost, cold,
getting older...
buy the book, rip it up now,
have it sold,
i'm a grower,
any more, any more, any more, any more...
you keep me in a glass jar sealed with a label,
you think you know my world...
...wake up young girl...
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