Lyrics Clearing the Sand - Huntsmen

Clearing the Sand

Where the mountain hides the plain
And the city of the shifting sands
Wandering spirits of the slain
Shriek on evening winds
The soft light of the morning
Keeps the passes lit
I fell into a stillness
It came rushing back to me
Shackle memory to the sun
And chase it through the sky
Release attachments one by one
Forget them as they die
Cast rocks into the ocean
Feel the tide again
Lose track of all the moments
Clear the sand again