About this song
A single grain of sand is nothing, but a storm can topple pyramids. Kneel in the dust with Oketra, the god who walked among her people, and feel the warmth of a sun that was always true, even when the sky was filled with lies.
Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse 1] They will tell you that a grain of sand is nothing on its own, and they are right, and that is why I never made you stone. I came down off the monument, I knelt into the dust, I put my hand along your back and taught your hands to trust. Not a throne, not a thunderclap, not a voice that made you small -- just a bow that bends toward morning, and a name for each of you all. [Pre-Chorus] So take the hand beside you. Take it slow. There is nothing in this desert that a hundred hands can't hold. [Chorus] Walk beside me -- I don't move alone. I have never raised an arrow for a crowd of one. Let the pyramid stand tall, let it think it can't be moved -- a single grain is nothing, but the storm goes through. Walk beside me, and I'll walk you to the sun. [Verse 2] There was a lie above the city and I sang inside it too, a false god wrote my scripture and I taught it thinking true. But the love I gave was real, though the reason it was given was a dragon counting soldiers in the ledger of his heaven. When the second sun came open and the hour split the sky, I did not ask them who was worthy. I just told them: stay alive. [Pre-Chorus] So take the hand beside you. Don't let go. There is nothing coming for us that a thousand hands can't hold. [Chorus] Walk beside me -- I don't move alone. I have never raised an arrow for a crowd of one. Let the pyramid stand tall, let it think it can't be moved -- a single grain is nothing, but the storm goes through. Walk beside me, and I'll walk you to the sun. [Bridge] I felt it go in. Not a sword, not a spell -- a brother's tail, a scorpion where a sibling used to be. And the last thing that I did with all that light was step in front of somebody. Soft as wheat. Sturdy as a blossom. That was mine. That part was always mine. [Verse 3] Now something wears my body through a city not my own, blue-plated, quiet, obedient, and cold as sanded stone. It draws a bow it does not love at a rider in the light. There is a god in that procession, and it isn't me tonight. [Final Chorus] Walk beside me -- we don't move alone. She never raised an arrow for a crowd of one. Let the pyramid stand tall, let it think it can't be moved -- a single grain is nothing, but the storm goes through. Walk beside us. She still walks us to the sun. [Outro] Take the hand beside you. Take it slow.
