Текст Damien Rice – Sand

Keep me in a glass jar sealed with a label
You think you know my world, wake up young girl
And take a thrust of lust if you must now
You’ve got a lot to learn, yeah

My love, my life, my work, my time
I give them all to you
Your hand in mine, we walk, we talk in rhyme
We go the whole night through, yeah

But I am not a grain of sand
I don’t care what’s written in your hand
‘Cause it’s bound to change, yeah

Sore, bored, and I’m lost, cost, cold
Getting older
Wrap it up, rip it up now, have it sold
I’m a grower
Anymore
x4
I wanna be with you
I just wanna be with you

But you tease me
And it shows in the way that you play, yeah
You think you know my love
Wake up young girl
And take a taste, not a bite of a life, now
Can tell you’ll never come, yeah well

My will, my mind, my lips, my lines
I’ve got them all over you
Your taste combined with all the years of wasting time
I gotta hold onto something new

I am not a grain of sand

Sore, bored, and I’m lost, cost, cold
Getting older
Buy the book then rip it up now, have it sold
I’m a grower
Anymore
x4
I wanna be with you
I just wanna be with you

But I don’t wanna pray for what is not right
And I don’t wanna beg for what is not mine
I don’t wanna run the road between dreams and worthy things
I could charge, I could really try
But I don’t wanna be the brave one in a senseless fight
No I, I said I, I said I
I just wanna be here tonight

Sore, bored, and I’m lost, cost, cold
Getting older
Wrap it up, rip it up now, have it sold
I’m a grower
Anymore
x4
I wanna be with you
I just wanna be with you

Sore bored, and I’m lost, cost, cold
Getting older
Buy the book then rip it up now, have it sold
I’m a grower
Anymore
x7
I need more
x4

Keep me in a glass jar sealed with a label
You think you know my world
Wake up young girl