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Sandstone
Featuring Strings, Piano, Guitar and World Beats.
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Take charge
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About the song
Motivated by the conflict and plite in the Middle East and the futility of war.
Lyrics
lost in illusion.
they believe that they can win the fight.
just like little children who try so hard to always be so right. but there in the dust clouds the people are running from the smoke. while the few talk too fast the rest just search for hope.
the sandstone is cold tonight underneath the flickering lights. the sandstone is cold tonight. now (that) the roof is gone the fire's a light. home away they've taken all their homes, home away with their baggage
on the road.
my brother's a stranger as we walk in another realm.
it's like on the big screen- so many die that you can't feel or smell. and what of the reasons spinning for the carnage day by day, when for every one that falls there'll be ten more along the way.
the sandstone is cold tonight . . .
the clock ticks on as we stand still in our time.
empty masters are stealing from the blind.
this is a hunger but not the will of the wise.
i can't walk in silence as bombs fall from the sky.
the sandstone is cold tonight....
they believe that they can win the fight.
just like little children who try so hard to always be so right. but there in the dust clouds the people are running from the smoke. while the few talk too fast the rest just search for hope.
the sandstone is cold tonight underneath the flickering lights. the sandstone is cold tonight. now (that) the roof is gone the fire's a light. home away they've taken all their homes, home away with their baggage
on the road.
my brother's a stranger as we walk in another realm.
it's like on the big screen- so many die that you can't feel or smell. and what of the reasons spinning for the carnage day by day, when for every one that falls there'll be ten more along the way.
the sandstone is cold tonight . . .
the clock ticks on as we stand still in our time.
empty masters are stealing from the blind.
this is a hunger but not the will of the wise.
i can't walk in silence as bombs fall from the sky.
the sandstone is cold tonight....

