Etienne Siew - Boy In The Sand Lyrics

He sits down to count all the sand in the sea
An impossible task to those, or so it would seem
One by one they fall from his hand, into the sky and back to the land
Noone can do it for him at the end of the day
A futile endeavour so many would say
What they can't see is how it sharpens his mind
A razor's edge, beyond the construct of time
And so he sits close to the shore
One by one, he takes a handful more
It slips through his fingers
And he will forever remain
The boy in the sand, or so he's named
But oh how they pass him by
Shaking their heads, wondering why
A young man could waste such time
How a young man could waste his life
But oh how they pass him by
Shaking their heads, wondering why
A young man could waste such time
How a young man could waste his life
The people around him collect all their precious stones
Material wealth paid for with time, bought and sold
But the young man just sits by the sea
His thoughts are so different, the slow and steady can see
But oh how they pass him by
Shaking their heads, wondering why
A young man could waste such time
How a young man could waste his life
But oh how they pass him by
Shaking their heads, wondering why
A young man could waste such time
How a young man could waste his life