For the love of sand, I've forsaken my lands.
For the love of sand, I've gone blind.
For the shimmer of sand as it slips through my hands,
For the crystal and light intertwined.
All -- for the love -- of sand.
I'm entranced by sand, how it shifts and it moves.
I'm building my love upon sand.
I'm a slave to sand, to the soft lines and grooves
Of the dune, of the beach, of my hand.
And it's all -- for the love -- of sand.
Love in the sand, love on the beach
Love in my hand, love out of reach
Made of sand, oh, sand, love made of sand.
In a fortress of sand, I will keep close my love.
In a fortress of sand, I will live.
In a fortress of sand I cannot walk out of,
There is never the need to forgive.
And it's all -- for the love -- of sand.
I am blinded by sand, how it sparkles and shines.
I am caught in this fortress of sand.
I am dazzled by sand; it's so perfect and fine,
I am sure no one else understands
That it's all -- for the love -- of sand.
Fortress in the sand, Fortress on the beach
Fortress made of sand, fortress out of reach
Made of sand, oh, sand, Fortress of sand.
Bridge:
Towers drift with the wind
Love turns cold like the desert I am in
Landscape bare, where'd it go
This barren land is not the castle that I know.
It's a castle made of sand, it's a castle on the beach
It's a castle in my hand, it's a castle out of reach
Made of sand, oh, sand,
It's a castle, was a castle, just a castle made of sand.
Notes: This is a recent song. It's about bad choices, not seeing the reality of a situation, being so caught up in the glitter that the body beyond eludes you.
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