James Hand Follow

Lonely solider go home

Lonely, but never alone

Good eyes see nothing to shoot

Good feet feel good given up good boots

Ask your father to suck it and stick it inside and make sure its wide

Ask your father how do ya fall

Like a leave sitting on the ground

Good for nothing except kicking around

She died with her hand stretched out

She died with a hungry mouth

She died with a mind full of doubt

(And a pulse of weakening)

So may river never dry

May your mouth never lie

May you be satisfied to never know why

Sometimes, someone just wants to die

Where’d you get those cuts in your hand

I thought I told ‘bout playing in the sand

There’s always someone carelessly class

There’s always questions no one asks

She died with her hand stretched out

She died with a hungry mouth

She died with a mind full of doubt

(And a pulse of weakening)

May river never dry

May your mouth never lie

May you be satisfied to never know why

Sometimes, someone just wants to die

Lonely solider go home

Lonely, but never alone

Good eyes see nothing to shoot

Good feet feel good given up good boots