He said they were snake holes.

There is a relationship with courage That is something like an unattainable love story The more confidently one strides towards her The more gracefully she pirouettes softly out of reach As she whispers through a smile Don't give up on me just yet... Your hands, familiar yours, reach to your face And you look at your feet as they begin to move Through heavy poisonous sand Don't focus there, she whispers, Keep your eyes with me Give me these hands splayed over eyes Over seeking eyes blinded by fear And I will lead you further than you know you want to go