Sand in My Joints - Wire

I’ve got sand in my joints

I’m counting the grains

And they’re so sharp

I’m feeling the pain

I’m like King Canute’s daughter

A lamb to the slaughter

My feet in the water

It’s not what they think

It’s not what it seems

I’ve got sand in my joints

Oh, I’m counting the grains

And they’re so sharp

I’m feeling the pain

Pain, pain

I’m feeling the pain

I’m feeling the pain

I’m feeling the pain

I’m feeling the pain, the pain, the pain, the pain, the pain