Sand - Halie Loren

Sand—nothing but sand

Left of the Diamonds in our hands

Tight—held on too tight

Until we crumbled the Prism’s light

Oh-I---should have known

Oh-when---to let go…

Why do we take take from a good thing

Until we break break it as far as it can

Thinking we’ll make make it better but never can it be more

Can it be more than…

Sand—what good is sand

When I wanted lasting

When I needed solid land

Oh-we---bled it dry

Oh-we---let it die…

Why do we take take from a good thing

Until we break break it as far as it can

Thinking we’ll make make it better but never can it be more

Can it be more—more--more …

Than Sand…

Sand…

Sand