a day is far too long

on sticks and sand lost my money, lost my hands, blood on my brain, too much salt in my veins, and i thought pain was clean, and i thought hearts were strong, but bones aren't sticks anymore and a day is far too long, so many days never needing any grace, live for kicks and danger, there'd be beauty any way, and i thought pain was clean, and i thought hearts were strong, but bones aren't sticks anymore and a day is far too long, and a day is far too long, and a day is far too long