Letras
Few things growing in dry sand
Your rock and your island
But they keep hangin' on
Raise your sail it will take you
Might shiver and shake you
But still keep hangin' on (one, two, ready, hey!)
Finally I know what it's like to be a grain
A single speck alone amongst a crowded backdrop
How tiny and significant that
Grain becomes when lodged inside a shoe
Few things growing in dry sand
Your rock and your island
But they keep hangin' on
Raise your sail it will take you
Might shiver and shake you
But still keep hangin' on
Gods above don't hear
The simple scrambling up the mountain
Or the screaming when we fall
Make or break enough that whether fast or slow
We will surface just in time
To see the light fall back into its prison, yeah
Few things growing in dry sand
Your rock and your island
But they keep hangin' on
Raise your sail it will take you
Might shiver and shake you
But still keep hangin' on
Ooh
Help me get along
Help me get along
Help me get along with who I need
Mm, help me get along
Yeah, help me get along
Help me get along with who I need
Oh help us get along
Help us get along
Help us get along with who we need
Help us get along
Help us get along
Help us get along with who we need