A spoonful of water for all the spins

A spoonful of understanding for all my sins

Just a little more, just a little more

Just a heavy pour for the night

Just a little more, just a little more

Just a little, oh, make it just right

I think they know something

My crows weren't singing for me this morning

I think they know something

They know something good

Shame stays quiet

Stays harsh and bright

Chases the hate

And loves the ride

Well saint, if only your head had been healthy

Saint, if only your head had been healthy

They tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, I

They tell me I make for all the lost time

Shame stays quiet

Stays harsh and bright

Chases the hate

And loves the ride