Im left guarding open gates
Sent out a dozen thieves that came back empty
This is a dangerous place
Straight off the page
But I am no writer
At the very most a mislead poet

I fell flush with my road side grave
I fell flush with my road side grave
I am paralyzed from the weight of this
Precious time was lost because of mountains which we missed

I swear, I wont be the person that is killing me
I swear, that I wont be the person that is killing me

And Ive been a cold and bitter man
Sent out a dozen thieves
That came back emptier than when they left

Caught with eyes closed shut
Soaked from sweat and tears
The things we can not see
Should be the things in which we fear
Should be the things in which we fear...

Blow me away, take all thats left
Of life


Lyrics submitted by jeffreytbell

Sandstorm song meanings
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