Glass Eye - Wovenhand

Deeply shaken see I come that way

Ill at ease in my own skin

I hum along to the down home drone

Down in my soul to stay

Ain’t gonna listen to my own noise

Even though I love the sound

It come back hollow on hollow

When it come back around

Back around

Quick to anger and quick to speak

Afraid to lose these things not mine to keep

The spirit is willing the flesh is weak

Quick to anger and quick to speak

Afraid to lose these things I’m not meant to keep

The spirit is willing the flesh is weak

So shake it

How long have you been standing there

Only here a lonely man

I do, I get behind myself

Grieved in the spirit by my hands

Seems he has turned his head

This collector of useless clutter

Somethin' now has caught his eye

Now his words only stumble out in stutters

Quick to anger and quick to speak

Afraid to lose these things not mine to keep

The spirit is willing the flesh is weak

Quick to anger and quick to speak

Afraid to lose these things I’m not meant to keep

The spirit is willing

Shake it

Quick to anger and quick to speak

Afraid to lose the things not mine to keep

The spirit is willing the flesh is weak

Quick to anger and quick to speak

Afraid to lose the things I often seek

The spirit is willing the flesh is weak