Waves Goodbye

I was lost so I asked the Nazca, "what on Earth were your earthworks all about?" They said, "they are just some messages; a much belated reply to the Clouds" Grains of sand on the beach from up high It just all looks the same, even you and me, from up high There's a commotion on the surface as the Queen walks on the hill Wrong time at the wrong place! As something swoops in for the kill Grains of sand on the beach from up high It just all looks the same, even you and me, from up high