RIGHT CLICK AND 'SAVE AS'
THESE HANDS
Fragile sons are born and broken on this world
'no caring for you' said the Duster to the Boy
through blood and cold, blood cured by coal
a lesson with each broken bone
and the Duster said:
'In this hand, a book of poems given grace through time
and in this hand, a nickel plated dealer of death
I'll close my eyes and let you choose the one'
Tears fall down and shatter on a fallen face
Duster the teacher no more
a ripe old age of thirty-five
picking up the pieces, skin cured by tears
a lesson learned, a father proud
and he once said:
'In this hand, a book of poems given grace through time
and in this hand, a nickel plated dealer of death
I'll close my eyes and let you choose the one'
Drums - John
Vocals - Nick
Guitars, Bass, Backing Vocals - Steve
Guitars, Solo - Micah
THESE HANDS
Fragile sons are born and broken on this world
'no caring for you' said the Duster to the Boy
through blood and cold, blood cured by coal
a lesson with each broken bone
and the Duster said:
'In this hand, a book of poems given grace through time
and in this hand, a nickel plated dealer of death
I'll close my eyes and let you choose the one'
Tears fall down and shatter on a fallen face
Duster the teacher no more
a ripe old age of thirty-five
picking up the pieces, skin cured by tears
a lesson learned, a father proud
and he once said:
'In this hand, a book of poems given grace through time
and in this hand, a nickel plated dealer of death
I'll close my eyes and let you choose the one'
Drums - John
Vocals - Nick
Guitars, Bass, Backing Vocals - Steve
Guitars, Solo - Micah





