The Sand

	It's safe to say, that I, have lived
	Many holes, chalk full, of sand
	Not a quick sand, but heavy sand
	Not a quick sand, but, heavy sand
	It's safe to say, that I, have slept
	Through many storms,
	through so much death
	And now I rise and dawn with heavy eyes
	And I fix --- ---- --- morning light.
	Ooooh,
	Ooooh
	It's safe to say, that I, have dreamt
	Of other's lives, of other's hands