Down the street you can hear her scream "you're a disgrace" As she slams the door in his drunken face And now he stands outside And all the neighbours start to gossipand drool
He cries "Oh girl, you must be mad What happened to the sweet love you and me had? " Against the door he leans and starts a scene And his tears fall and burn the garden green
And so castles made of sand, fall in the sea, eventually
A little Indian brave who before he was ten Played war gamesin the woods with his Indian friends And he built a dream that whenhe grew up, he would be a fearless warrior Indian Chief
Many moons passed and more the dream grew strong Until tomorrow He would sing his first war song And fight his first battle, but something went wrong Suprise attack killed him in his sleep that night
And so castles made of sand, melts into the sea eventually
There was a young girl, whose heart was a frown Because she was crippled for life And couldn't speak a sound And she wished and prayed she would stop living So she decided to die She drove her wheel chair to the edge of the shore And to herlegs she smiled
"You won't hurt me no more. " But then a sight she'd never seen made her JUMP AND SAY "Look, a golden winged ship is passing my way" And it really didn't have to stop... it just kept on going And so castles made of sand slips into the sea Eventually
Compositor: James Marshall Hendrix (Jimi Hendrix) (ASCAP)Editor: Bella-godiva-music Inc (ASCAP)Publicado em 2019 (26/Fev) e lançado em 1995 (02/Jul)ECAD verificado obra #3194557 e fonograma #18547332 em 02/Abr/2024