Sand reaches out to throttle every horizon
Armored in gold by the sun which hangs over our heads
Side by side we fight for every step forward
A battle for every inch that we tread
Our red eyes strain for a glimpse of the land that was promised
Where at last we'll be free, we'll be safe
But with every passing day
I'm more convinced
That the land that we've seen in dreams is just a myth
Dark water paws at us roaring in triumph
Patiently waiting for the last of our strength to give out
Salt stings our eyes and crusts in our hair
And we're mad with thirst in this watery drought
But somewhere past the waves that bombard us
Is a clear secluded bay and an island of plenty
But I'm increasingly certain
Every day
That try as we might the current will drag us away
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Sand reaches out to throttle every horizon
Armored in gold by the sun which hangs over our heads
Side by side we fight for every step forward
A battle for every inch that we tread
Our red eyes strain for a glimpse of the land that was promised
Where at last we'll be free, we'll be safe
But with every passing day
I'm more convinced
That the land that we've seen in dreams is just a myth
Dark water paws at us roaring in triumph
Patiently waiting for the last of our strength to give out
Salt stings our eyes and crusts in our hair
And we're mad with thirst in this watery drought
But somewhere past the waves that bombard us
Is a clear secluded bay and an island of plenty
But I'm increasingly certain
Every day
That try as we might the current will drag us away
Armored in gold by the sun which hangs over our heads
Side by side we fight for every step forward
A battle for every inch that we tread
Our red eyes strain for a glimpse of the land that was promised
Where at last we'll be free, we'll be safe
But with every passing day
I'm more convinced
That the land that we've seen in dreams is just a myth
Dark water paws at us roaring in triumph
Patiently waiting for the last of our strength to give out
Salt stings our eyes and crusts in our hair
And we're mad with thirst in this watery drought
But somewhere past the waves that bombard us
Is a clear secluded bay and an island of plenty
But I'm increasingly certain
Every day
That try as we might the current will drag us away
Writer: Seth Biskind
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