Sand of Sahara - Persecutor

There's a place I know of in the western state Lost to any map that you can find Streets are made of cobble getting older Houses fade like coal after a fire I don't know where I'm going Somewhere I don't need to have a plan I don't know who I'm fighting now Anyone who falls across my hand Say no more, I'm gone And who is emptier than who? Still you're waiting there against the black Just to see me coming back But I don't think I'm likely to do that I'm gonna be so different if you find me You wont even realise I'm your man Slow and sure the coast will redefine me Turn me into sycamore and sand I don't know where I'm going Somewhere where the water meets the land I don't know why your troubling now Nobody can change who I now am Say no more, I'm gone And who is emptier than who? Still you're waiting there against the black Just to see me coming back But I don't think I'm likely to do that No I don't think I'm likely to do that

Here's a song for Montana And North, South Dakota too Here's a song for Wyoming And all the pretty places I ain't been to Here's a song for Atlanta My sweetheart sweating in the night Here's a song for my mama That saltlick lady I despise Here's a song for the landlord I am sorry for the holes in the wall Here's a song for my friends I hate every single one of y'all Here's a song for Campobello, y'all That fucking river ate my patent leather shoes Here's a song for my Gram and Grandpa Ol' Billy with the blind man blues Here's a song for Arizona Damn desert nearly done me in You could drown in the ocean Or you could sink in a sea of sand I am sinking in a sea of sand I sank in a sea of sand Here's a song for Campobello, y'all That fucking river ate my patent leather shoes Here's a song for my Gram and Grandpa Ol' Billy with the blind man blues Ol' Billy with the blind man blues Ol' Billy with your blind man blues If I was a bird, I'd fly away But I ain't no bird so I've gotta stay He clipped my wings and he held me down And then he shoved my face into the ground I'm in the ground If I was an angel. I'd be sweet But I ain't holy, honey, that ain't me I ain't nothing but a no-good small-town girl Hell bent on ruling the world I think I'll rule the world I'm gonna rule the world I'm gonna rule the world

So walked into the haze In a million dirty waves Now I see you laying back Like a loosing air, air Black clouds in the sand Still there someone I cannot bear And I wipe the sun from my eye Spanish sahara the place that you wanna Leave the horror here Forget the horror here Forget the horror here Leave it all down here It's future rust and it's future dust Now the waves they track you down Carry you to broken grounds Though I find you the sun Wipe the clean with dirty hands So got down this spoiling space 'Cause spanish sahara the place that you wanna I'm the fury in your head I'm the fury in your back I'm the ghost in the back of your head 'Cause I am