I want to stumble on
the sand
Crushing castles
As my feet meet the
shattered remains of
bonfires
Slicing and dicing
Stinging from the
salty sea
At least then I’d know
I'm awake.
I want to stumble on
the sand
Crushing castles
As my feet meet the
shattered remains of
bonfires
Slicing and dicing
Stinging from the
salty sea
At least then I’d know
I'm awake.