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Stones in the sand
Throw, stones in the sand
The pebbles will land
Before they leave your hand
(from the place in your head)
And know
All of your hope
The hope that you’ll cope
And one day, feel again
Will stop in the sand
Look at your Bleeding hand
Look at the stones, you’ve thrown away
They’re made of your bones
They’re pieces –Of you
So don’t close your hand
Don’t ignore all the signs
You’re stopping yourself, and building a wall
(You can’t overcome)
Building of stones in the sand
It’s your bones in the sand
So go -leave this land
Go home –from the sand
(Your friends are all waiting)
Waiting and hating
The stones in the sand
You’ve thrown, and again
Listen To them (and unclench your hand, drop the stone in their hands)