(Anastasio)
© Who Is She? Music, Inc. (BMI)

Breath and burning, we are made of sand
Slowly turning at the wave's command
And what does it matter
That the nightmares all came true
The black clouds have scattered across the sky
And there's nothing left we can do

But celebrate while the hurricane
Throws salt and water into the room
The canary died, the healer lied
The yellow fields disappeared too soon
Mid-air voltage blooms and grows
Unstoppable, it's instant heat
And as sinners plead on bended knee
We'll be dancing here for days

Breath and burning, we are made of sand
Slowly turning at the wave's command
And what does it matter
That the end's in sight
We're not going gently
We're gonna rage with Page at the dying of the light, hey!

The sudden unexpected fate
Of sunken ships was our future path
Your string of beads did nothing to
Prepare for you what was sure to pass
Shadow wheels in shipping lanes
The angry winds blew straight from hell
And the tortoise pulls its head inside its shell

Breath and burning, we are made of sand
Slowly turning at the wave's command
And what does it matter
It'll be over soon
Our heads on a platter
So let's spin in the light of the moon
We still got the light of the moon
We'll dance in the light of the moon, hey!

Breath and burning