Sand and Mud

The ground below my mouth The taste of sand and mud And the noise The noise ringing in my ears I lay down below my fears I don't want to tell you anything Nothing I lay down my fears With an ocarina in my hands, slipping through my fingers Staring with a blank stare in a dirty mirror I hold my head below your fears And I taste sand and mud And a constant noise ringing in my ears A constant noise ringing in my ears And I taste sand and mud And a constant noise ringing in my ears A constant noise ringing my ears I taste sand and mud And a constant noise ringing in my ears