Bird in the Hand

There's a man on the roadside

Standing in the shadow of a stop sign

When you think there's nowhere left for you to go

That's when you cling tight to the devil you know, and you know

Let's go down to the river

Where the water runs still and deep

Scatter the ashes of the mess I used to be

We'll drink till there's nothing left

Lay on the shore and take a good deep breath

Shapes in the sand, warm sun shining through the leaves

A bird in the hand, now that's a miracle that I can believe

There are rats are in the silos

Drowning themselves in your sorrows

You can't have your cake and eat it too

Now that the wall's too thick for you to chew your way out through

Out through, out through

Let's go down to the river

Where the water runs still and deep

Scatter the ashes of the mess I used to be

We'll drink till there's nothing left

Lay on the shore and take a good deep breath

Shapes in the sand, warm sun shining through the leaves

A bird in the hand, now that's a miracle that I can believe

Bird in the hand

Bird in the hand

Bird in the hand

Bird in the hand

Bird in the hand

Let's go down to the river

Where the water runs still and deep

Scatter the ashes of the mess I used to be

We'll drink till there's nothing left

Lay on the shore and take a good deep breath

Shapes in the sand, warm sun shining through the leaves

A bird in the hand, now that's a miracle that I can believe

Now that's a miracle I can believe

Now that's a miracle I can believe

Now that's a miracle I can believe