Erika Lundahl - Lands Shift - Live Lyrics

Lands shift and cities sink
Sandcastles prove atomic laws
That we're all made of the same stuff
Cut from that same cloth of cosmic undoing
And the wind will take our sails into the fog
Oh the wind will take our sails into the fog

Each of us a good organ in a sick body
Each of us just trying to get by
Each of still waiting for that last savior
When none of us see through our own disguise

Oh I could be free from the wailing
I could be sensible
I could be another pebble in the water
I could be none of it at all
None of it at all

Angela said to Amy we must act
As if there is hope
And Amy said well Angela, if there's anyone out there
You would know
Because daylight is rising on the Nazarene river beds
Beer cans are battered and scattered by the road
The kings and politicians are still writing their own history books
And the apostles are asleep in the olive grove
The apostles are asleep in the olive grove

I could be free from the wailing
I could be sensible
I could be another pebble in the water
I could be none of it at all
None of it at all