Any ******* Thing You Love

Hang on to each other...

We all got born so afraid

We still search for words to describe that pain

And cling to each other

Like pigeons in the rain

And eyes all over feathered breasts

With beaks all worn and cracked and stained

Hang on to each other

And hang on to each other...

So this one's for the lost ones

And the dead ones and the ones who fell away

All our busted brothers

Tumbled lovers spitting at the rain

We all got born so afraid

And still search for words to describe that pain

So this one's for the lost ones

And the dead ones and the ones who fell away

And hang on to each other

Hang on to each other

Hang on to any ******* thing you love...

Birds toss precious flowers

From the murky skies above...

Hang on to each other...