Too High

If your arms are brittle beside you, Wrapped so soft your blood, is running I'll be there If you're movin slowly, if we still get there I'll be there Such a strong desire, like hunger All you need to hope you keep your head Yeaaaah Is the slow hand quickens What youve done with all those around you Hopeful always that someone will come and save you I'll be there To watch you sultry turning, seething I'll be there Minutes hold on to hours, gets you twisting All you need to hope you keep your head Yeaahhh uhhhh unnn The slow hand quickens How to leave it with the love you lost You made them crawl to be without you, The slow hand quickens Yes, the sand is empty, in the hour glass I'll be there To turn it over and over, in your head So you keep the hope you'll get your day Yeaaah ohhhhh As the slow hand quickens You see too hard, to break, too cold To burn, afraid your chance is gone 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 The slow hands quicken The slow hands quicken Aaahhahaaa The slow hands quicken