I want to hold the hand inside you. I want to take the breath that's true.
Arm yourself because no one else here will save you, the odds will betray you
Heavy rings hold cigarettes, up to lips that time forgets
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Empty as a pocket, empty as a pocket with nothing to lose.
Heart is in my hands, my head is in the clouds.
Have you run your fingers down the wall, and have you felt your neck skin crawl when you're searching for the light?
I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon
it's warmer than blood and stronger than bone
And if I could hold you, where would you belong. Sitting here to reason, how the world's gone wrong