Into The Piano Lyrics

Woven Hand Into The Piano

Behind a door Hand to face Conscience is the wound His hand for me a sovereign tone I pray him come I pray him soon There's a wolf in the piano On the white keys Teeth on the back Dry bones under animal skin am I No tears from this eye I feel nothing I hear no voice Behind a door Hand to face Conscience is the wound His hand for me a sovereign tune I pray him come I pray him so