Testo Built Of Sand

I sat there with Jesus, I sat there with Jesus
but he didn't recognize the questions in my eyes

so I got closer saying: Jesus, I've been praying
for any hint of yours at how all this makes sense

he looked at me, curiously
his halo so intense
(it's alright, everything's alright,alright)

alright let me explain what made me talk to you
they started war again today, what can I say?

the TV is explaining, friendly fire and attack
neutralize the ruhtless hordes with our brave boys

but after everything I've herad
I still don't understand a word

(it's alright, everything's alright,alright)

Help me understand my mind is built of sand
too full of thoughts and signs
I don't recognize...
as mine

he said, sorry, I'm not Jesus nor a hero like Aeneas
but I know none of them will help if you just cry and wail

the present is the nonsense of the essence of the past
and if you wanna change a thing you must be in the cast

but I don't think you'll change a thing
if it's in the name of a king

(alright,alright,alright,alright)

Help me understand
my mind is built of sand
too full of thoughts and signs
don't know which ones are mine
what's mine?

help me understand
my mind is built of sand
I'd like to stop this tide
before it breaks too wide