caught up in a good dream
sand in my hair
laid down surrounded by sound
the sun tastes the air
caught up in a whirlwind
sand in my hair
walking thoughts and
digging ditches
the sun tastes the air
tastes the air
sun to stare
run aground
run aground
sand through my fingers
sand through my hair
drawn to the circle
my mother put me there
tastes the air
sun to stare
run aground
run aground
caught up in a good dream
sand in my hair
laid down surrounded by sound
the sun tastes the air
caught up in a whirlwind
sand in my hair
walking thoughts and
digging ditches
the sun tastes the air
tastes the air
sun to stare
run aground
run aground
sand through my fingers
sand through my hair
drawn to the circle
my mother put me there
tastes the air
sun to stare
run aground
run aground