Take my hand Let me stand Where no one stands alone Hold my hand all the way Every hour, every day Come here to the great unknown Once I stood in the night With my head bowed low In the darkness

Here's a song I sing for you About a girl that I once knew She lived in a great big house With golden gates where servants bowed Unashamed I'd sit outside and wait for hours Hoping that she'd climb down from her ivory towers This beautiful girl as pretty

Southern man Of a small town Raised on the ways And gentle kindness For this small town And he bowed His head to Jesus And he stood For Uncle Sam

And from there I see the neon grids of cities And six million people that keep their fires lit I threw a party in my name But the hours crawled by and no one came So I bowed my head and I prayed for wings To take me from this place, fuck you The day I

What's gonna come? Tethered to a bird of sorrow A voice that's buried in the hollow You've given over to self-deceivin' Your prostrate bowed would not be leavin' You've squandered more than you could borrow You've bet your joys on all tomorrows For the