[Music: Roope, Lyrics: Janne] Like a cold north wind, I'll force you to drop your leaves Whip your bark, rip off the ground Like the burning sun, I'
Something is wrong, the birds don?t fly They sit quietly in the sand dunes And watch the sky They seem to know someone is missing Even the ocean settles
walked on land, time was turning rocks into sand. Rocks into stone Stone into sand Sand that slips through the hands of a man Now the sands will
inner reaches of emotion Light shine, sunrise Weep for me, the sands of time will fill the ocean Keep with me and like a roller on the ocean Walk with
fountains ???? Deserts, cactus, and tumbleweed Float with the breeze and cross seas to shores Glide through cities of brick and stone Irish meadows and
In my early years I hid my tears And passed my days alone A drift on an ocean of loneliness My dreams like nets were thrown To catch the love that I'
ancient songs of sadness But every step, I thought of you Every footstep only you And every star a grain of sand The leavings of a dried up ocean Tell
" Moon rise and sun go down Turn my whole world around Little star up in the sky Tell my sweet baby, "Please don't cry" Travel out across the burnin' sand Across the ocean
in my mind And a nod to the boredom that drove me here to face the tide and swim (Whoaaaa) I swim (Whoaaa) oh swim (Whoaaa) Dip the toe in the ocean.
shown in your foundation Castles made of sand crumble eventually Soon the smoke will clear then we'll see You and me, just who's king of the hill The oceans
Ah (Ah) Sea, sand and stone Wreath 'round this ground I call my own White dark, concrete sky Blacks out the sun with icy night Even though the ocean
stone My tune-cut will last generations long And it will be one to remember me by When I am dead and gone Empires may fall, and the maps might change The oceans
murderous Check it, yo, the world is shifty, we livin' just enough for the city The rough witty killa bee sting just like the jiggy My Family Stone,
tree breaking light to pieces Sprinkling, sharded light on me Throw a stone as high as you can And hearing with hand not hear it land Nothing taxing dusting sand
dreams and lives No one ever dreams and lives No one ever dreams and lives I dreamed I slept on the ocean bed In a silent grave of silver sand Rolled
on boulder on land is laid The Triton's hymn round a vanished tomb The ocean cradles its sleepy wave Round the curve of the yellow sand Of the bleak
Like stones in silence I stand As I draw circles in the sand Naked under blue glass Drowned I watch children dance In a mind of an echo (I know that
to block all the cliches and reason for kicks He strokes her hair both sitting on sand and her shoulders bare nothing to demand of them laying back on a lonely stone
