The Holy Fools - Shifting Sands Lyrics

Every day I wake up in a different place
Lying in the same old bed
Every glass I pass shows me a different face
Stuck on the same old head
Every thing I think is with a different mind
Than the one I had the night before
Every day I step into a different world
Walking through the same old door

From moment to moment
You know the sands will shift
At the slightest mental breeze
One minute is filled with wonder and joy
The next with a queasy unease
I used to pray that I would be made whole
Made perfect, untroubled, complete
But now I know that the human soul
Is just a tumbleweed, a-tumbling
Down the street

One day I know she's going to run away
And find herself a singular man
Someone who ain't just some kind of haint
Trying to take any shape he can
And when she's gone you know it won't be long
Till what's left of me is scattered in the wind
Drifting here and there and just anywhere
Never to be gathered up again