Hand over fist Only if you got it bad enough, oh, oh Oh, oh, it's too late to leave, too late to leave Stay to soften the blow To drink and to smoke My blood from a stone I do expect fortunes to fold To soften the blow

You can't always get what you want You get what you need I saw her today at the reception But if you try sometimes you just might find A glass of wine in her hand At her feet was her footloose man You just might find I knew she would meet her connection

I will walk, with my hands bound I will walk, with my face blood I will walk, with my shadow flag Into your garden Garden of stone The direction of the eye So misleading The defection of the soul Nauseously quick

All I need to know is Where to stop Take my hand and show me forever So never will I ever let you go That we carved in stone When I wake up to your footsteps As you get up out of bed They make a sound that sounds so simple But dances in my head

With or without you And you give yourself away And you give I can't live See the stone set in your eyes See the thorn twist in your side I'll wait for you Sleight of hand and twist of fate On a bed of nails she makes me wait

No one sees the difference in the land Where the sky meets earth Form horizons Hand of stone Arm of strength Nature's fire Fist of gold Venom stains the lips and burns the tongue With vengeance and hatred Extremities forged in nature's fire