Flat Of The Blade

I'm not good in a crowd

I've got skills I can't speak of

Things I've seen will chase me to the grave

I'm not good in a crowd

I've got skills I can't speak of (over there)

Things that I've seen will chase me to the grave

Led with your hands tied

Fed to the sandflies

You stumble the dunes

Complain to the moon

Backs to the wheel

There's granite to shove

Take it

They give it

So rivet for rivet

I will build for my family a bulletproof love

How does it feel

The weight of the steel?

The weight of the steel

Of the flat of the blade

How does it feel

To kneel at the feet?

To kneel at the feet

Of the choices you made

I'm not good in a crowd

I've got skills I can't speak of

Things I've seen will chase me to the grave

Backs to the wheel

There's granite to shove

Take it

They give it

And rivet for rivet

I will build for my family a bulletproof love