Another old song of mine remixed for autumn 2016
Take my hand
There are no saints only sinners, No prophets,
No judges full of hate
No happy ever afters spent in wonder
No world beyond the distant shores of fate
You might dream that there's a ghost in the machine
But your dreams are only mists upon the waves
So take my hand, take my hand
I can't lead you to a promised land
But take my hand, and be there with me
We will play our time like ripples in the sand
There are no answers in your breathing, No wisdom,
No salve to take away the pain
The sea is as wide as the summer
And pity is the sound of falling rain
Words & Music dB
Guitar, vocals, bass, slide guitar dB
