White sands draw me in
Like a warm, warm bed
Comatose, give me rest
Give me rest
My lungs collect dust
From the things I'm not proud of
My throat is an open
Open grave
So I'll spit it out in hope
That you're proud
Fill me with holy water
This salty air I breathe
Lungs open heart is ready
I want to recover
And receive
Draw your plans before me
In the sands I'll be waiting
Awakened with fear
The roar of it all sits beside me
So I'll soak it in the end
I'm just dust
Fill me with holy water
Cleansed now you drown out my sin
I want to recover
Draw me in
Draw me in
I love every single song she´s singing. Her voice powerful and fragile, climbing the scales, breaking and raising again like tidal waves running ashore following heavy stormes at sea. Stefan Lorenz
Very original, creative songs, musically interesting compositions and such a beautiful voice, Great album. Thank you Alice. I attended your concert at Arlanda's Fruit Barn Cafe on Nth Stradbroke Island. Fabulous night that was. I cannot choose a favourite track really but if you forced my arm i'd probably say Brain In Their Claws. ingiepingie51