His Skeleton Hand

I saw on the TV, a skeleton man
Walking down an abandoned highway
It was night, and the street lights high up above
Were his ghastly, faceless companions

How lonely, how lonely
How pointless, how pointless the road
(He gazed at his skeleton hand)
How lonely, so lonely
And pointless, how pointless the road
(And the shadows formed an arrow and pierced his heart)

With a pocket full of faces, and a mind full of facts
He walks in an endless circle
No harvest, no rain, no joy and no pain
Just highway and streetlights and highway

How lonely, how lonely
How pointless, how pointless the road
(He gazed at his skeleton hand)
How lonely, so lonely
And pointless, how pointless the road
(And the shadows formed an arrow and pierced his heart)

"If only I could remember
What my true name is
If I could find the thread that leads
Where the giant peacock sleeps
I'd soar into the heavens
And fly towards the sun
So I hold on to my memories
Gazing at my own hand
My skeleton hand!"

How lonely, how lonely
How pointless, how pointless the road
As I gaze at my skeleton hand
I long for the sun

How lonely, how lonely
How pointless, how pointless the road
As I gaze at my skeleton hand
I long for the sun

How lonely, how lonely
How pointless, how pointless the road
As I gaze at my skeleton hand
I long for the sun

How lonely, how lonely
How pointless, how pointless the road
As I gaze at my skeleton hand
I long for the sun



Credits
Writer(s): Zacharias Orfanos
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