Salt And Sand - Pram

Sweetheart, draw your shallow breath

While the cloud shadows pass overhead

This one rock makes a pillow for us now

A mattress of sand, the tide is low

All that you ever wait for, you can let it go

Wishing suspends our lives, we draw on what we owe

Paid in kind for our songs, without just for our souls

All of the time we live dwelling on what we’re owed

Sweetheart, let the salt sea fill your dreams

The sun with his shadows dances it seems

Breath deep the salt taste of the day

The curtain of rain falls far away

All that you ever wait for, you can let it go

Wishing suspends our lives, we draw on what we owe

Paid in kind for our songs, without being for our souls

All of the time we spend dwelling on what we’re owed