ESKIMO SANDUNE

paint me something beautiful
eskimo sandune
one day, sometime suitable
I'll trade this fools gold

am I enough, enough please
am I enough, enough please

we'll go no one has to know
behind the sandune
there I tell you anything on pins and needles
you wait, you want everything
even this fools gold
come close, tightly close your eyes
I know the sand blows

am I enough, enough please
am I enough, enough please

cold new england morning brings with it a warning
am I meant to be alone
cold new england morning brings with it a warning
clouds upon a dying sun

we'll go no one has to know
behind the sandune
there I tell you anything on pins and needles
come close, tightly close your eyes
I know the sand blows


"Eskimo Sanddune" -- "More nostalgia, but on the romantic imagery side...There's something about the New England beaches in the winter. It's cold, windy and gray but it's still the ocean. For me, it's a very emotional place to be. This song captured that for me."