Consider the sand
Each grain is a person
Dunes make a nation
Deserts below oceans

And vessels approaching
But alone you will drift
And drifting you spoke
Cried out a note

Repeated,repeated
Repeated,repeated

You got engines to idle
Brought stallions to saddle
You're the wildest sail in the wind

You have heart fulls of heart
Believe in the art
Of just giving until you can't give

I've swallowed that note
Back deep in my throat
A round ringing key
Balled up in my belly

And when I am cut
From navel to neck
I will lie still
Until I hear that note

Repeated, repeated
Repeated, repeated