Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Quicksand , by - Heather Woods Broderick. Song from the album Invitation, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 18.04.2019
Record label: Western Vinyl
Song language: English
Quicksand |
| There’s a picture that you made |
| Hanging where it’s cold and raining |
| If I could choose a tool, a spade |
| Quicksand, a house, dirty floor, no maid |
| It’s been a few years |
| We should have something to say |
| In memory nothing but a pin did drop |
| We should have something to save |
| But your head was buried in the sand |
| Our feet dug deep in |
| One at the lake, one at the bay |
| While in the sun we lay |
| Memories, like bones, are bleached away |
| There’s a picture that you made |
| Hanging where it’s cold and raining |
| If I could choose a tool, a spade |
| Quicksand, a house, dirty floor, no maid |
| Looked up toward the caves |
| I saw a gull, it stayed |
| With broken wings |
| Fevered and dreaming of flying away |
| I thought about you, your false pride, of love and shame… |
| There’s a picture that you made |
| Hanging where it’s cold and raining |
| If I could choose a tool, a spade |
| Quicksand, a house, dirty floor, no maid |