sand man is coming ,
sand man is sleek .
sand man is out to find people ,
sitting in downside creek .
Grinning Screaming Drifting wafting ,
groaning soaring fighting flaunting ,
yet fading in the sand ,
with the ashes they did wore .
sand man is coming ,
he quarter down a mile .
chanting the hymns in the air
howling a loud loud noise .
down the stream here they sit ,
confound ashes as the sand .
yet fading in ember of those ,
who waited for the sand man .
like bliss off the clench.
streams of the sand,
have flourished the long sad creek.
sand man has come to rescue for thou,
faded in cold night sleep .
with arms full of holy sand
their happiness did thrive,
inside there pale and weary skin ,
the sand man has arrived.
where art thou ,
asked the holy men.
thee can't touch nor see .
we waited long to hath the sand,
let us bow to you compeer.
bow the earth to look your feet ,
in stream of water and sand ,
your reflection above your feet is me ,
replied the old sand man !
the sand man is me
Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 7:20 AM UTC
sand man is coming ,
sand man is sleek .
sand man is out to find people ,
sitting in downside creek .
Grinning Screaming Drifting wafting ,
groaning soaring fighting flaunting ,
yet fading in the sand ,
with the ashes they did wore .
sand man is coming ,
he quarter down a mile .
chanting the hymns in the air
howling a loud loud noise .
down the stream here they sit ,
confound ashes as the sand .
yet fading in ember of those ,
who waited for the sand man .
like bliss off the clench.
streams of the sand,
have flourished the long sad creek.
sand man has come to rescue for thou,
faded in cold night sleep .
with arms full of holy sand
their happiness did thrive,
inside there pale and weary skin ,
the sand man has arrived.
where art thou ,
asked the holy men.
thee can't touch nor see .
we waited long to hath the sand,
let us bow to you compeer.
bow the earth to look your feet ,
in stream of water and sand ,
your reflection above your feet is me ,
replied the old sand man !
the sand man is me
