Lords of the boards

The sand, the sand it covers the land<br>it`s just a victim<br>you didn`t stop it<br>high noon and the walk brings the storm with it<br>born to it or lay on it<br><br>Day on day, night on night<br>with the thrill of a kid on my side<br>I will survive<br>As long as this trip will go<br>with my soul<br><br>I search for water<br>you need the cold<br>bring me some bubbles and a crown of gold<br>crossing the deadline befor it`s too late<br>the finger snaps to the center of anger, wait<br><br>Cross the line you will suffer<br>(no bridge, just one step)<br>Cross the line...<br>(no bridge, no way back)<br>Cross the line...<br>(better give, better stand up)<br>Cross the line...<br>(better give up, better shut up)<br><br>So where`s the mountain<br>I can`t reach the top of this world