Oh your bones are brittle

Inside you

Wrap so soft your blood is running

I’ll be there

If you’re moving slowly

Will you still get there

I’ll be there

Such a strong desire

Hunger



All you need

To hope you keep your head yeah

As the slow hand quickens



What you’ve done with all those around you

Hope for always that someone

Will come and see you

Well I’ll be there

To watch you saltry turning

Seething

I’ll be there

Minutes hold on to hours

Gets you twisting



All you need

To hope you keep your head yeah oh

The slow hand quickens



How’d you leave it

With the love you lost

You made them crawl to be without you

The slow hand quickens



Yes

Sand is empty

In the hourglass

I’ll be there

To turn it over and over

In your head



So you keep the hope

You get your day yeah oh

As the slow hand quickens



Oh you see

Too hard to break

Too cold to burn

Afraid your chance is gone

The wires are crossed

Your mouth is lost

You fear you’ve left it far too long

The minutes pass

The hours are gone

So hard to find your way alone

As the slow hands quicken

The slow hands quicken



These slow hands quicken