Flow

My thoughts are like flowing rivers
In the furrows of my brain
But when in black skies start to rain
My soul is a raging ocean

My thoughts are like flowing rivers
In the furrows of my brain
But when in black skies start to rain
My soul is a raging ocean

Only time knows where the wind
Will blow the desert sand
What will rise, what will end, what will stand

Only time knows where the wind
Will blow the desert sand
What will rise, what will end, what will stand
I am the desert sand