Last Fist lyrics
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Artist: Woven Hand Album: Woven Hand
Lyrics
What are you about Say something secret In an old order hush Trouble and suffering in a lovely rhythm A homespun clapboard blackstrap thrush
Devoted loyal Undertake the toil Beware of what come natural Undertake the spoil In a fist
It was cruel And it came all too natural As a younger child A headstrong folklore strawrifle crutch Thresh a crop defiles
In a fist full of sand It came natural in a fist Full of land
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"Woven Hand" album track list
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