The sand is getting darker
The sand is cool
The sand is sharper
Then my thinking tool
What I've done
Is written in clouds
Across the sun
I see where it rounds
What I've done makes me wanna run
And maybe this will bring my peace
It's so fun to think of time as one
Locomotive with cubicles that follow
So what did I do tomorrow?
On the floor I see wooden faces
Walls will keep me sane
Place not fond of open spaces
But I'll let them make me tame
Let me stay
Make me tame
Let me stay
Make me tame
What I've done makes me wanna run
And maybe this will bring my peace
It's so fun to think of time as one
Locomotive with cubicles that follow
So what did I do tomorrow?
What I've done makes me wanna run
And maybe this will bring my peace
It's so fun to think of time as one
Locomotive with cubicles...
What I've done
Is written in clouds
Across the sun
I see where it rounds