Lyrics

Hauling your limestone all over town Won't you send me a message and keep me around Building you a pyramid Lost in the sand, lost in the sand Nomads they will find you Your locks will never hold Prophets will forget you History is painted gold She's a scarab collector that's what she is I can tell by the wrapping that's hanging from her wrist Made you a capstone built it from scratch But I planned no exit or safety hatch