is anything as lovely to me
i'll take it over freedom any day
as the truth in love
it brings me ever an' this time to my knees
an' on my knees i run away
yes i know your sticks and stones they an' all my words come back to haunt me
they will easily break these bones an'
i will put my strength into
the things left standing
i am hoarse with wild eyes no debts outstanding
my hands are yours my brother
you can take my coat as well
my eyes are yours sister
and my heart, and my heart in which he dwells
from deep in the hollow
heard the voice of my master callin' me
said that I must follow him there yeah
with all them wolves about
well it's a poor mouth that I wear
my hands are yours my brother
is any place darker for me
you can take my coat as well and my heart, and my heart
my eyes are yours sister
in which he dwells livin' from hand to poor mouth
you an' me an' my secret south.
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