Song For My Father (Brett Anderson)

Now my body is sand And the wind blows through me Like the soil on your hand I am compost and leaves And my life has gone, darling And now I am free And my life has gone, darling Like words made of sand Like the shivering trees And my life was a flower And love was the leaves But nobody saw Any beauty in me And my life has gone, darling And now I am free And my life has gone, darling Like words made of sand Like the shivering trees When your life was gone, darling And when you were free When your life was gone, darling Your words made of sand So be nothing with me Words made of sand Just words made of sand