Texty
Silbury sands
Like time in our hands
Makes lives of ordinary men
Never drag the lifeboat up the mountainside
Oh brother, remove my fear
Traveled with twenty horses and a hundred men
I sit and pray
We reach the bend
Arriving at a dam made by the fallen trees
Floodwater from the moor
A hundred lives were swept out to the sea
The river runs its course
Oh Silbury sands
Like time in our hands
Makes lives of ordinary men
Writer(s): Tom Edmund Watt, Dan Philip Davies, Joe John Hollic, Jack Arthur Sharp
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