I can feel the veil being drawn across my body

It's pushing me back and down

And stopping me dead in my tracks.

I watch as the lights go out along my street.

From here I can see you shine.

Standing here I can touch and smell the wine.

From here I can see you shine.

This is the hidden hand, but you won't see it.

You won't feel the blow.

Feel the blow when it lands.

You can lose it all

Waiting for a windfall.