Sam Burchfield – Sands of Old Cities

Sam Burchfield – Sands of Old Cities Lyrics

Artist: Sam Burchfield
Song: Sands of Old Cities

Well I have a dream
Of growing old
Raising a child
Building a home

We would go fishing
Along the coast
But I’ve got no time
And I’ve got no boat

So maybe I’ll die
As a pauper
No possessions
No silver or copper

Just you and me
And the dust if apocalypse
Together we’ll lay
In the sands of old cities

I hope we have Christmas
And a couple more dogs
A big piano
And a green, green lawn

I hope we have Georgia Lynn
And Mickey Ren{?}
And a couple good neighborhood friends
But maybe we’ll die

As paupers
No possessions
No sons or daughtеrs
Just you and me

And the dust of apocalypse
Togеther we’ll lay
In the sands of old cities
When I run

I’m like a ghost
Empty as a breeze
Quicker than most
I run through the forest

Underneath the pines on fire
Past an old swing set
And a broken rope tire
Well I don’t know

What times gonna take
I’m not sure
What it gives away
But when I hold on

To you on the living room floor
I know what I’m living for
But maybe I’ll die
As a pauper

No possessions
No silver or copper
Just you and me
And the dust of apocalypse

Together we’ll lay
In the sands of old cities
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From the album:
Sands of Old Cities
Release Year: 2021