You know he got the cure
but then he went astray
he use to stay awake
to drive the dreams he had away
he wanted to believe
in the hands of love

His head it felt heavy
as he came across the land
a dog started crying
like a broken hearted man
at the howling wind
at the howling wind

He went deeper into black
deeper into white
he could see the starts shine like the nails in the night

He felt the healing, healing, healing hands of love
like the stars shiny shiny from above

A hand in the pocket
fingering the steel
the pistol weighed heavy
and his heart he could feel
was beating, beating, beating, beating
oh my love, oh my love, oh my love, oh my love

So hands that build
can also pull down
the hands of love

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