| Song | Rocks into Sand |
| Artist | Bill Kirchen |
| Album | Hammer of the Honky-Tonk Gods |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Kirchen | |
| Long before fish every walked on land, | |
| time was turning rocks into sand. | |
| Rocks into stone, stone into sand, | |
| sand that slips through the hands of a man | |
| So I built my castle close by the shore | |
| and I slept on the sands of the ocean's roar. | |
| Then I came to understand | |
| that my house was built on shifting sand. | |
| So we went to the hill and built us a town | |
| with beautiful views for miles around. | |
| When the mountain shook and tumbled down | |
| We knew we built on shaky ground. | |
| Before fish every walked on land, | |
| time was turning rocks into sand. | |
| Rocks into stone | |
| Stone into sand | |
| Sand that slips through the hands of a man | |
| Now the sands will shift and the earth's gonna roll. | |
| The rocks and the rain will collect their toll. | |
| And all I'll take is what I brought | |
| and I may not get what I sought. | |
| Whether I sink or I fall | |
| that's up to the shifting sands after all | |
| Before fish every walked on land, | |
| time was turning rocks into sand. |
| zuo ci : Kirchen | |
| Long before fish every walked on land, | |
| time was turning rocks into sand. | |
| Rocks into stone, stone into sand, | |
| sand that slips through the hands of a man | |
| So I built my castle close by the shore | |
| and I slept on the sands of the ocean' s roar. | |
| Then I came to understand | |
| that my house was built on shifting sand. | |
| So we went to the hill and built us a town | |
| with beautiful views for miles around. | |
| When the mountain shook and tumbled down | |
| We knew we built on shaky ground. | |
| Before fish every walked on land, | |
| time was turning rocks into sand. | |
| Rocks into stone | |
| Stone into sand | |
| Sand that slips through the hands of a man | |
| Now the sands will shift and the earth' s gonna roll. | |
| The rocks and the rain will collect their toll. | |
| And all I' ll take is what I brought | |
| and I may not get what I sought. | |
| Whether I sink or I fall | |
| that' s up to the shifting sands after all | |
| Before fish every walked on land, | |
| time was turning rocks into sand. |
| zuò cí : Kirchen | |
| Long before fish every walked on land, | |
| time was turning rocks into sand. | |
| Rocks into stone, stone into sand, | |
| sand that slips through the hands of a man | |
| So I built my castle close by the shore | |
| and I slept on the sands of the ocean' s roar. | |
| Then I came to understand | |
| that my house was built on shifting sand. | |
| So we went to the hill and built us a town | |
| with beautiful views for miles around. | |
| When the mountain shook and tumbled down | |
| We knew we built on shaky ground. | |
| Before fish every walked on land, | |
| time was turning rocks into sand. | |
| Rocks into stone | |
| Stone into sand | |
| Sand that slips through the hands of a man | |
| Now the sands will shift and the earth' s gonna roll. | |
| The rocks and the rain will collect their toll. | |
| And all I' ll take is what I brought | |
| and I may not get what I sought. | |
| Whether I sink or I fall | |
| that' s up to the shifting sands after all | |
| Before fish every walked on land, | |
| time was turning rocks into sand. |