Wovenhand
Tin Finger
[Verse 1]
Only his shadow stands by him
But then come dark and desert him
Look he bares his arms

[Verse 2]
All our words rhyme with guilt tonight
The love of him is law
He bares his arms

[Verse 3]
Faithful the wounds of a friend
Broken down is the right way round
He bares his arms
He bares his arms

[Chorus 1]
Here on this road
There are others who move so slow
They wait with baited breath
For my fevered pitch
My sweat to run and
Eyes to twitch

[Bridge]
I just cannot do it
I cannot get it across
I just can't make it happen
I cannot bring it on

[Chorus 2]
Here on this road
There are others who move so slow
The love of him is law
The love of him is law