Delicate sands
Molding the lands
Dots of glass
Shifting through tides
Waves through the minds
Gold mines
Ancient pyramids
Modern day derelicts
What is love
If not a space for return
To the power that was
And is
All through the cosmos
Delicate sands showering down
Upon us in the city streets
Why are we not free
To be
Help me to reach out to you
The innate truth of god
Golden orbs jangling
Beckoning
While the bombs are deafening
And the critics rage on
Help me to reach out to you
Through and through
A space to return
To the love that was
And never built walls
Only you can know how I can Love you
Tell me now
Your eyes like mosaics of glass
The marvel of religious art
Perfect patterns of a mosque
We shall not fear
We shall not fear?
Or maybe it is a blessing to be Afraid
In the midst of madness
We come running back to each Other arms
And the bosom of nature
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Delicate sands
Molding the lands
Dots of glass
Shifting through tides
Waves through the minds
Gold mines
Ancient pyramids
Modern day derelicts
What is love
If not a space for return
To the power that was
And is
All through the cosmos
Delicate sands showering down
Upon us in the city streets
Why are we not free
To be
Help me to reach out to you
The innate truth of god
Golden orbs jangling
Beckoning
While the bombs are deafening
And the critics rage on
Help me to reach out to you
Through and through
A space to return
To the love that was
And never built walls
Only you can know how I can Love you
Tell me now
Your eyes like mosaics of glass
The marvel of religious art
Perfect patterns of a mosque
We shall not fear
We shall not fear?
Or maybe it is a blessing to be Afraid
In the midst of madness
We come running back to each Other arms
And the bosom of nature
Molding the lands
Dots of glass
Shifting through tides
Waves through the minds
Gold mines
Ancient pyramids
Modern day derelicts
What is love
If not a space for return
To the power that was
And is
All through the cosmos
Delicate sands showering down
Upon us in the city streets
Why are we not free
To be
Help me to reach out to you
The innate truth of god
Golden orbs jangling
Beckoning
While the bombs are deafening
And the critics rage on
Help me to reach out to you
Through and through
A space to return
To the love that was
And never built walls
Only you can know how I can Love you
Tell me now
Your eyes like mosaics of glass
The marvel of religious art
Perfect patterns of a mosque
We shall not fear
We shall not fear?
Or maybe it is a blessing to be Afraid
In the midst of madness
We come running back to each Other arms
And the bosom of nature
Writer: Sarah Ikerd
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid