He'll write my name upon the sand, then erase it,
He'll write my name upon the sand, then erase it,
For the memory, he'll inflict this pain,
He'll write my name upon the sand, then erase it.
This year, we sowed no harvest of hate,
This year, we sowed no harvest of hate,
Perhaps a friend will betray me this time,
Perhaps a friend will betray me this time.
My laughter is woven deep in my dust,
My laughter is woven deep in my dust,
Touch me and see, each wound will smile,
He'll write my name upon the sand, then erase it,
For the memory, he'll inflict this pain,
He'll write my name upon the sand, then erase it.
He'll write my name upon the sand, then erase it.
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