Poet's Song...

"...the hands that build...can also pull down..."

You know he got the cure
You know he went astray
He used to stay awake
To drive the dreams he had away
He wanted to believe
In the hands of love

The hands of love

His head it felt heavy
As he cut across the land
A dog stood crying
Like a broken hearted man
At howling wind
At the howling wind

He went deeper into black
Deeper into white
He sees the stars shining
Like nails in the night
He felt healing, healing
Healing hands of love
Like the stars
Shining from above

His hand in his pocket
His finger on the steel
The pistol weighed heavy
His heart he could feel
Was beating, beating
Beating, beating oh my love
Oh my love, my love
My love 

He saw the hands that build

The hands that build
Can also pull down

Even the hands of love

"Gloria..."

What more can I say...