Cos Bircoff - Sand Country Lyrics

I had a shadow stretching from here to the wall
My hands and my feet were tied that was all
I lay like a dagger waiting for the call
Until someone poured me
Wine made of sand

You had a barcode but I couldn't see
Your lips taste like honey but your bees frighten me
But all that's nonsense when clouds lie below
And we soar like a crow with wine made of sand
Wine made of sand wine made of sand
Mother of winds and father of drafts
How I love your crystal-like calm
When you're right in my palm
Oh wine made of sand!

Wine made of sand wine made of sand
Mother of winds and father of drafts
How I love your crystal-like calm
When you're right in my palm
Oh wine made of sand!

So open the door on the count of one two three
Let the wind blow the dust from all that's in me
Let my eyes see clear and my hands stand strong
And maybe pour me another
Wine made of sand!

Wine made of sand wine made of sand
Mother of winds and father of drafts
How I love your crystal-like calm
When you're right in my palm
Oh wine made of sand!

Wine made of sand...

So open the door on the count of one two three
Let the wind blow the dust from all that's in me
Let my eyes see clear and my hands stand strong
And maybe pour me another
Wine made of sand!

Oh, wine made of sand