Dead hands, get your dead
Hands off, you forget where we
Are sometimes
Sorry, you're terrified
Of me, I forget that I
Know sometimes
But if you keep on trying
To divide love from love
You're gonna get old before you know the difference
If you keep on trying
To divide me from you
You're gonna get old before you know what you're missing
Your wet hands round my dry throat
The veins all red and fraying
I'm standing in my best clothes, my white shirt
There's a whisper in the woodwork
Of possible beginnings
Better off forgotten, they're better off forgotten
I walk in and turn the lights out
I walk in and turn the lights out
A message sent to no-one
All movements sent to no-one
I walk in and turn the lights out
I only want the best for you
Dead hands, get your dead
Hands off, you forget where we
Are sometimes
Sorry, when I ask if you
love me, the answer's gonna be
No sometimes.
The band's latest project includes twenty-eight new short songs that clock-in at no longer than just under three minutes. Bandcamp New & Notable May 15, 2020
Hold Steady frontman Craig Finn expands his tragic character studies to include old-school horns, pillow harmonies, and rock staying power. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 24, 2019