Song parody of
Made of Pebbles, Made of Sand
by Benny Oyama
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Take a walk slowly past the crooked reeds
A shadow hangs heavy in the sky
Asking why it can’t live
Like the green of the trees
How can it be
In the soft desert sky
In a tombstone made of desert,
Made of sand
Lay the secret
Of a true, true
Love of mine
Born of desert
Made of pebbles
Made of sand
I guess she don’t want a real man
She just want an image in her mind
Casting a line to the old pharmacy
Raising her cup to the ancient divine
That is swallowed and spit out
Unto the sacred sea/see
How the mercury
Rises in me
In an ocean
Made of bubbles
Made of sand
I’ll see you whenever I care
I’m empty and cold as a stare
A blossoming halo over a chair
That is rocking itself
‘Til the varnish strips bare
As I toss desert pebbles up through the air
As the southern winds a-blowin’
Down to your feet
Making love in the shadows
Beneath the reeds
In a desert
Made of pebbles
Made of sand
Take a walk slowly past the crooked reeds
A shadow hangs heavy in the sky
Asking why it can’t live
Like the green of the trees
How can it be
In the soft desert sky
In a tombstone made of desert,
Made of sand
Lay the secret
Of a true, true
Love of mine
Born of desert
Made of pebbles
Made of sand
I guess she don’t want a real man
She just want an image in her mind
Casting a line to the old pharmacy
Raising her cup to the ancient divine
That is swallowed and spit out
Unto the sacred sea/see
How the mercury
Rises in me
In an ocean
Made of bubbles
Made of sand
I’ll see you whenever I care
I’m empty and cold as a stare
A blossoming halo over a chair
That is rocking itself
‘Til the varnish strips bare
As I toss desert pebbles up through the air
As the southern winds a-blowin’
Down to your feet
Making love in the shadows
Beneath the reeds
In a desert
Made of pebbles
Made of sand
