Too High

Hey, 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

Like a hunger

All you need

To hope you keep your head, yeah

The slow hand quickens

What you’ve done with all those around you

Hope for always that someone

Will come and save you

But 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 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'll get your day

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

Slow hands quicken

The slow hands quicken