Was it summer when the river ran dry,
When the evil of a snowflake in June
Or was it just another dam.
Could still be a source of relief.
O how I love you, I once cried long ago,
To search beyond the final crest,
But I was the one who decided to go.
Though I'd heard it said just birds could dwell so high. I flew to places which the clouds never see,
So I pretended to have wings for my arms
And took off in the air.
Forced me to land and take a disguise.
Too close to the deserts of sand,
Where a thousend mirages, the shepherds of lies
If I could find a horse not made of sand.
I would welcome a horse's kick to send me back If this desert's all there'll ever be
Then tell me what becomes of me.
A fall of rain?
That must have been another of your dreams,
A dream of mad man moon. Hey man,
And boy have I news for you,
I'm the sand man,
They're gonna throw you in gaol
And you know they can't fail
But a prison in sand
'Cos sand is thicker than blood.
And a goal can find you a role
Is a haven in hell,
For a gaol can give you a goal
On a muddy pitch in Newcastle,
Where it rains so much
You can't wait for a touch
Of sun and sand. They pray for thunderclouds and rain,
But to the multitude who stand in the rain
Within the valley of shadowless death
The grass will be greener till the stems turn to brown
Heaven is where the sun shines.
And thoughts will fly higher till the earth brings them down.
Forever caught in desert lands one has to learn
To disbelieve the sea. Then tell me what becomes of me.
If this desert's all there'll ever be
A fall of rain?
That must have been another of your dreams,
A dream of mad man moon.
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