Two Hands

Clear to the channel

Lahara and the oar

Flames lit the chappel

The steeple and the door

If they hadn't been saved by gallows

The crowd would have torn him apart

The CEO just wanna be alone

It's not just timber, it's not just stone

Yeah

Yeah

If your blood pumps and your heart beats

I'll meet you on the corner of my street

And our two hands can make a fist

Red mist

If your blood pumps and your heart beats

I'll meet you on the corner of my street

And our two hands can make a fist

Red mist

And the spirit, that you love

Well in June will be on this fire

The forth side should die

We're rejoin the stars

They apologize sincerely

Of wearing down the church

But dryer eyes see clearly

Honey it could be worse

Yeah

Yeah

If your blood pumps and your heart beats

I'll meet you on the corner of my street

And our two hands can make a fist

Red mist

If your blood pumps and your heart beats

I'll meet you on the corner of my street

And our two hands can make a fist

Red mist

Love

Love

Good

My

Eyes

Love

Love

Dead

Sighs

A hanging man blowing kisses in the breeze

Plowed moon with the ce-ce-cecilies

You might say I'm fine

Life was green when I took the fine

On my feet for the leg with twine

Sworn on the breeze running up behind

Swaying on the breeze coming up behind

Swaying on the breeze coming up behind

If your blood pumps and your heart beats

I'll meet you on the corner of my street

And our two hands can make a fist

Red mist

If your blood pumps and your heart beats

I'll meet you on the corner of my street

And our two hands can make a fist

Red mist