blurred out by the background noise   in a downpour of strange math   with a hesitant mind i get lost      sweet tongue and shoe-shined eyes   she's a stranger in new clothes   with a whispering mind she gets lost      smell the smoke and i brace for the crash   the thunder comes and i wait for the flash   the time runs out but she's turning the sand to glass   turning the sand to glass      paid off by the buried stone   in a windstorm of loose change   with a criminal mind i get lost      hotel in the tv shine   she's a stranger to bad news   she's got half a mind to get lost      smell the smoke and i brace for the crash   the thunder comes and i wait for the flash   the time runs out but she's turning the sand to glass   turning the sand to glass      an anchor to the wind   a nail into the skin   i know without you here   i'd never see the world so clear      blurred out by the background noise   in a downpour of strange math   with a hesitant mind i get lost      smell the smoke and i brace for the crash   the thunder comes and i wait for the flash   the time runs out but she's turning the sand to glass   turning the sand to glass      to be where you want to go   you have to start it again