Woven Hand

Cripplegate (Standing On Glass)
shake sleep wool and glass hung on nails here and there wails the wall I pass in you alone in you alone there is no harm in you alone your sound in a picture frame your burlap silken scarf right hand stares down the left I wish to know nothing here save the blood of the cross in you alone in you alone there is no harm in you alone From Letras Mania