A guitar vocal recording
rock
rock ballad
mike prather
guitar vocals
Story behind the song
Just something that flowed out as I was getting back into writing, playing and recording after a while away.
Lyrics
Garden Of Sand
Michael L Prather
Sun dark night, with my lover
in the garden of sand
The wind blows hot across her body
like the touch of my hands
Wake up baby wash your hands
brush your hair up in silver strands
Sleep is a lie, dreams are copper
just another offer of a polished plan
Long cold valleys, covered stars
sharp turned tunes of hadened steel
In your eyes a look of query
you've been buried against your will
Wake up baby wash your hands
brush your hair up in silver strands
Sleep is a lie, dreams are copper
just another offer of a polished plan
Three times over and over
deep deep scars of lasting time
Daylight mention of the cover
of another deadly crime
Wake up baby wash your hands
brush your hair up in silver strands
Sleep is a lie, dreams are copper
just another offer of a polished plan
Wake up baby wash your hands
brush your hair up in silver strands
Sleep is a lie, dreams are copper
just another offer of a polished plan