Sandie Songtext
von Devin Davis

Stepping up from the ghostly scene
By the manhole smoke machines
Waiting for the coast to clear
Playin′ a tune with a tiny tone
On her ribcage xylophone
In a key that no one else can hear

Sandie, what's that face about?
You′ve got so many rounds yet to go
And so many more nails to bend
Before you reach the end of the road


Staring out through the window pane
At the pellets of pregnant rain
Tapping out a drumroll down below
Filling up all the cracks and dents
And high-fives in the hot cement
From the hands
You'll never get to know

Oh Sandie, what's that face about?
You′ve got so many rounds yet to go
And so many more nails to bend
Before you reach the end of the road

On a crystal night
Up on the canyon′s side
I saw the western sky
Turn to red
It couldn't touch the flames
Burning up your brains
That I saw through the frames
In your head

Sandie, what′s that face about?
You've got so many rounds yet to go
And so many more nails to bend
Before you reach the end of the road