The Hand - Tarnation
Written by：Paula Frazer
There is a restless weight upon me in the shape
Of things to come
And the wrapped up paper flowers have left my life undone
What was the words once told to me
Or the promises left unmet
And the end to all the simple things that we
Promised to never forget
When I felt the hand upon me
I thought I'd shaken all that I could feel
I don't need someone to tell me that none of
It was real
As I felt the darkness gather and the silence settle there
And the many faces that surrounded me
In the dark and silent air
