Wovenhand - Sinking Hands lyrics

Sinking singing hands Mercy, mercy Your darkened face Well known to her And it's a low, low, low indivisible man To be myself again Please get inside Quiet in the mind of the people Nothing new here Under the sun Away with me, away with me They run Just look across and see My weary stone of knee Back to dust As we have been told Clinging to the sky Like smoke And it is so Bone of my bone One desert shy Down singing fetter drowning Singing sinking hands Singing sinking, singing hands Back to dust As we have been told Clinging to the sky Like smoke And it is so Bone of my bone One desert shy Down singing fetter drowning Singing sinking hands Singing sinking, singing hands Sinking singing hands Singing, singing sinking, singing, sinking, singing hands Singing sinking hands Singing sinking hands