A Fly in the Hand

I catch a fly in my hand my knuckles go white I wanted to fly it didn't help me understand but it sure felt good to hold Heavy change is what I need no bag of silver with a smiling queen i got a spider in a box you see someday i'll take a little sum for me From Rome to my very hand slipping through like each grain of sand I open letters to the sound of air but, aw get away I don't want to share I catch a fly in my hand my knuckles go white I wanted to fly it didn't help me understand but it sure felt good to hold Look for the silver theres a finders fee and theres an acre for every tree I wanna go share it around I drop a penny and i hear no sound I close the box, hide it away and put a value on their currency thats ten to them for every one to me swollow the key for another day I catch a fly in my hand my knuckles go white I wanted to fly it didn't help me understand but it sure felt good to hold It's through the nose, this shit is true My favourite letters, I.O.U I cut some feathers with some amber beads i got an empty bag of some whales teeth Show me the blood to pasify Its what makes mothers leave to babies cry I wanna go share all around I change the time for every pound of pounds I catch a fly in my hand my knuckles go white I wanted to fly it didn't help me understand but it sure felt good to hold I catch a fly in my hand my knuckles go white I wanted to fly it didn't help me understand but it sure felt good to hold I catch a fly in my hand my knuckles go white I wanted to fly it didn't help me understand but it sure felt good to hold