She's Made From Sand -

I’m like God’s original man

Mud, waiting for your touch (I'm nothing)

Still cast aside from the paradise scene

Like the clearest crystal

She’s made from sand

And breaks so easily

my clumsy simion fingers

let her escape with the rain

Spin the world to start again

like the time in the hour glass

Falling pieces, lost sand grains

If the sun comes to mold her

my weak, cold skin (still holds on)

And again, she’s too far gone

like the building in the desert

She’s made from sand

And breaks so easily

my clumsy simion fingers

let her escape with the rain

Spin the world to start again

like the time in the hour glass

Falling pieces, lost sand grains