Woven Hand - Corsicana Clip lyrics

Riding you down Up the backstairs Skip alive, walking wounded man As big as your fist Who gave you such a heart Such a heart as this Spread out on the ground Corsicana clip 'course it never slips All around yours lips The spool has spun, unwound In the hollow of His hand Delicate listener, My tendered giver My bodied lampstand Oh I must be off, off your rock I set my teeth in a spite of hand I've got a chalk-man's chance To bet him down To stop his clock Be a problem to me Quiet, like a feather Seven hundred pound horn and buck rein tight Just as dangerous With my free hand tonight. From a clang of iron all drawn out, all such animals do sound The ballroom belle found stove him and cut him down From the hollow of His hand Delicate listener My tendered giver Mercy's in the Man In the hollow of Your hand Untethered giver My bodied lamp-light stand (My body limp lies down?) I give up the looking through I leave up the . . . window . . . . it is already near He has . . . . Hey, cold shoulder Hey . . . Whisper in my ear . . . . Hey cold shoulder High above the praises of the people High above the praises of the people Unapproachable light! Unapproachable light! Come here! Come here!