Fly in the hand (Live)

I catch a fly in my hand

my knuckles go white

I wanted to fly

it didn't help me understand

but it sure felt good to hold

Heavy change is what I need

no bag of silver with a smiling queen

i got a spider in a box you see

someday i'll take a little sum for me

From Rome to my very hand

slipping through like each grain of sand

I open letters to the sound of air

but, aw get away I don't want to share

I catch a fly in my hand

my knuckles go white

I wanted to fly

it didn't help me understand

but it sure felt good to hold

Look for the silver theres a finders fee

and theres an acre for every tree

I wanna go share it around

I drop a penny and i hear no sound

I close the box, hide it away

and put a value on their currency

thats ten to them for every one to me

swollow the key for another day

I catch a fly in my hand

my knuckles go white

I wanted to fly

it didn't help me understand

but it sure felt good to hold

It's through the nose, this **** is true

My favourite letters, I.O.U

I cut some feathers with some amber beads

i got an empty bag of some whales teeth

Show me the blood to pasify

Its what makes mothers leave to babies cry

I wanna go share all around

I change the time for every pound of pounds

I catch a fly in my hand

my knuckles go white

I wanted to fly

it didn't help me understand

but it sure felt good to hold

I catch a fly in my hand

my knuckles go white

I wanted to fly

it didn't help me understand

but it sure felt good to hold

I catch a fly in my hand

my knuckles go white

I wanted to fly

it didn't help me understand

but it sure felt good to hold