Robby Berman - Sand Paintings

Waves roll in
And sweep the shore
And what lay there
Is there no more

The lovers' names
Cannot be found
The castle walls
Come tumbling down

Deep within the crimson
In the setting sun
So tender a moment
So magical love
And children that morning
Made fortresses strong
They laughed and they screamed
As each wave came along

Anything we make or do
Must be its own reward
In the end the act alone
Is what we do it for
If time erases everything
And no one's keeping score
Then every single thought and deed
Means ever more and more

Beautiful
The works of art
By holy men
With patient hearts

In colored sands
They work for days
And when it's done
It's swept away

Knowing is the hand
That makes the color fall
In shapes and in symbols
As goodness is called
An act of devotion
So peacefully done
In hopes of a healing for everyone

Anything we make or do
Must be its own reward
In the end the act alone
Is what we do it for
If time erases everything
And no one's keeping score
Then every single thought and deed
Means ever more and more

Songs survive
For just as long
As someone can
Recall the song

And when the day
Should come along
That no one can
The song is gone

Searching for a melody
And words to sing
They come when they come
And from places unseen
And when they arrive
I can sing them for you
And we come together
As long as we do

Anything we make or do
Must be its own reward
In the end the act alone
Is what we do it for
Since time erases everything
And no one's keeping score
Every single thought and deed
Means ever more and more
Every single thought and deed
Means ever more and more

Written by:
Robby Berman

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