We're still working on songs for the new album.
The latest is a song called SAND STORMS, about the fact that each one of us is nothing but a grain of sand in the greater scheme of things (as "useful" as an anchor on the concrete or a teacher dictating the weather forecast) and yet, if all the grains of sand work together they can accomplish anything (mountains are made of grains of sand and sand storms are nothing but grains of sand). We are storms, we are mountains.
This one goes to all the grains of sand who want to move mountains instead of attacking defenceless people like cowards...
SAND STORMS
an anchor on the concrete
a fucking empty box of matches
CCTV in a cornfield
choirboys with their throats slit
screaming underwater
white noise blaring on a speaker
we are all grains of sand
WE ARE ALL GRAINS OF SAND
YOU & I, GRAINS OF SAND
WE ARE NOTHING BUT GRAINS OF SAND
WE ARE ALL GRAINS OF SAND
a number on a blank page
a punk rocker buying a Billy bookcase
the fine print on a billboard
drug dealers with “or your money back” cardboards
life vests in a plane crash
a teacher dictating the weather forecast
we are all grains of sand
WE ARE ALL GRAINS OF SAND
YOU & I, GRAINS OF SAND
WE ARE NOTHING BUT GRAINS OF SAND
WE ARE ALL GRAINS OF SAND
but storms are nothing but grains of sand
and mountains they are made of grains of sand
we are storms
we are mountains
we are the key to break the chains
WE ARE SAND STORMS AND MOUNTAINS
WE ARE SAND STORMS AND MOUNTAINS
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