Hands Табы

New days come in to break the spell away
Reality rains down on your parade
The closet skeletons all rattle on
Throw in the towel before you've got to run

Jewel in the hand
A lump of fired sand
Don't feed the fathers
starving from his sand

I'll call the ? ? pay the price
There's all the time you want to do it twice
The cart before the horse so fall in line
and save away a chill of summertime

Jewel in the hand
A lump of fired sand
Don't feed the fathers
starving from his sand

Behind the year to year's a little crack
Put and drips and runs onto the crack
New days come in to break the spell away
Reality rains down on your parade

Jewel in the hand
A lump of fired sand
Don't feed the fathers
starving from his sand