Sand Dollars Lyrics
| Song | Sand Dollars |
| Artist | 311 |
| Album | 2014/07/05 St. Louis, MO |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I’ve been humming a high note | |
| maybe something that I wrote | |
| out sailing in my boat | |
| I’m not really sure | |
| I’m still singing the same tune | |
| I’ve been kicking around since June | |
| all morning and afternoon | |
| now it’s all a blur | |
| I’ve been listening to sea shells | |
| to hear the stories that they tell | |
| of high times and tide swells | |
| that have yet to occur | |
| Backsliding down the drain | |
| partially taking all the blame | |
| Chasing coins to fill the purse | |
| is it really better or for worse | |
| is it a blessing or a curse | |
| to pass the buck | |
| Is it a bounty or a bust | |
| is it precious metal or just rust | |
| well it seems it’s up to us | |
| so wish us luck | |
| I kept making a U-turn | |
| ended up with a sunburn | |
| but the lesson that I learned | |
| was worth the skin that peeled | |
| I climbed so many mountains | |
| it’s not even worth counting | |
| all the drinks in the fountain | |
| before it was revealed | |
| From the copper to the kettle | |
| the stamen to the petal | |
| we watch the value of sand dollars crumble |
| I' ve been humming a high note | |
| maybe something that I wrote | |
| out sailing in my boat | |
| I' m not really sure | |
| I' m still singing the same tune | |
| I' ve been kicking around since June | |
| all morning and afternoon | |
| now it' s all a blur | |
| I' ve been listening to sea shells | |
| to hear the stories that they tell | |
| of high times and tide swells | |
| that have yet to occur | |
| Backsliding down the drain | |
| partially taking all the blame | |
| Chasing coins to fill the purse | |
| is it really better or for worse | |
| is it a blessing or a curse | |
| to pass the buck | |
| Is it a bounty or a bust | |
| is it precious metal or just rust | |
| well it seems it' s up to us | |
| so wish us luck | |
| I kept making a Uturn | |
| ended up with a sunburn | |
| but the lesson that I learned | |
| was worth the skin that peeled | |
| I climbed so many mountains | |
| it' s not even worth counting | |
| all the drinks in the fountain | |
| before it was revealed | |
| From the copper to the kettle | |
| the stamen to the petal | |
| we watch the value of sand dollars crumble |
| I' ve been humming a high note | |
| maybe something that I wrote | |
| out sailing in my boat | |
| I' m not really sure | |
| I' m still singing the same tune | |
| I' ve been kicking around since June | |
| all morning and afternoon | |
| now it' s all a blur | |
| I' ve been listening to sea shells | |
| to hear the stories that they tell | |
| of high times and tide swells | |
| that have yet to occur | |
| Backsliding down the drain | |
| partially taking all the blame | |
| Chasing coins to fill the purse | |
| is it really better or for worse | |
| is it a blessing or a curse | |
| to pass the buck | |
| Is it a bounty or a bust | |
| is it precious metal or just rust | |
| well it seems it' s up to us | |
| so wish us luck | |
| I kept making a Uturn | |
| ended up with a sunburn | |
| but the lesson that I learned | |
| was worth the skin that peeled | |
| I climbed so many mountains | |
| it' s not even worth counting | |
| all the drinks in the fountain | |
| before it was revealed | |
| From the copper to the kettle | |
| the stamen to the petal | |
| we watch the value of sand dollars crumble |
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