No End
Content Coma
Sometimes I feel like a small grain of sand
tossed by the currents, no power to stand
Tough on the outside yet inside I say
"Am i the only one feeling this way?"
One day I washed up alone on the beach
sun dried and torrid I took to the breeze
Looked down at the ocean so endlessly blue
there's so much more than the life that we knew.
Content Coma
Sometimes I feel like a small grain of sand
tossed by the currents, no power to stand
Tough on the outside yet inside I say
"Am i the only one feeling this way?"
One day I washed up alone on the beach
sun dried and torrid I took to the breeze
Looked down at the ocean so endlessly blue
there's so much more than the life that we knew.
Every Time Played
