Hourglass Lyrics

Rest your hand on strangers faces
Will be ride in boats next season
What was it that you’ve been told
Golden suits and jewel and thrones

Hot sand pulls you deep
The change of the season
The blistering skin
The chance you could win
You’re face to face
Don’t run

You hand is full of gristle now
Take more pills and wash them down
Waiting for your time to pass
The centre of an hourglass

Hot sand pulls you deep
The change of the season
The blistering skin
The chance you could win
You’re face to face don’t run
I’m California dreamin’