My Holding Hand Is Empty

Down the street the dogs are barking，
They are calling home the night，
Where some hearts will get broken，
And some will come to life，
On and on and on...

The quiet night room
Filled with unfinished stories
And wait for smoke that lines the air
A body burning out of moderate rage
And you can find me ther...

I've been stuck in my ways
I've been rollin through days
Always afraid that things might get better
I've been traveling down this road liven free I su...

I should lay around and curse the day,
That I fell upon your sword.
‘Cause I'm a poor boy,
And your smile is a drug,
That I can't afford,
Any more
You...

Will get used to the abuse when the devil tans their hides.
Our thin skinned angels have permanent blinders on their eyes.
They can’t pull the weight,...

That howling wind  it comes
Knocking on her door
You know I want her here
But it wants her more
She’s a sad-eyed silver skinner
With worn and broken d...

I see you on the avenue
Where you know them and they know you
Down so low there's nowhere left to fall
And I watch you bend like twigs
against the cha...

Down the street the dogs are barking
They are calling home the night
Where some hearts will get broken
And some will come to life
On and on and on we ...

Here I am, where I've been
I've walked a hundred miles in tobacco skin,
And my clothes are worn & gritty.
And I know ugliness,
Now show me something p...