Slaves To Gravity
My Poor Hand
My little victories in vainI'm just the jealous moon who stole the sun againDon't try to understandIt's my poor hand you madeLost in your trophy roomMy nothing on paradeEat your own kindBeat the old manShake my poor handHoly as you fallAs evening heals the painI know the sun will light up my life againMy dirty mirror rides the wavesCaught up in ocean storms and shattered into sprayI've tried to pay my dues, to be like you alwaysHung in your lonely skyYour light I can't eraseEat your own kindBeat the old manShake my poor handHoly as you fallAs evening heals the painLetras de cancionesAs close as we've become I want to be free nowOnly when the cure tastes like novocainI know the sun will light up my life againLet the wings unfoldGoodbye my friendYou know this is the end
From Letras Mania