The Shaky Hands - Host Your Day

Help, my son, break these words
Like bread onto the field
And when January all so warm
With this confusion builds

And I host their day
And I brought those nights
But then suddenly
When it all came down to the fight

You turn your head
You were held by nothing
And across your face
We could all read everything

Give a kiss to enemy
And free them from your hate
Well, how can this be, they dance
And we, we are, we are the same?

And I host their day
And I brought them sight
But then suddenly
When it all came down to the fight

Turn your head
You were held by nothing
And across your face
We could all read everything
You could be, you could be anything

Turn your head
You were held by nothing
And across your face
We could all read everything
You could be, you could be anything

Written by:
Colin Matthew Anderson, Jeffrey David Lehman, Nicholas Gus Delffs, Nicholas J Dzaich-Pounders

Publisher:
Lyrics © ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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