A Fly in the Hand

I catch a fly in my hand
my knuckles go white
I wanted to fly
it didn't help me understand
but it sure felt good to hold

Heavy change is what I need
no bag of silver with a smiling queen
i got a spider in a box you see
someday i'll take a little sum for me

From Rome to my very hand
slipping through like each grain of sand
I open letters to the sound of air
but, aw get away I don't want to share

I catch a fly in my hand
my knuckles go white
I wanted to fly
it didn't help me understand
but it sure felt good to hold

Look for the silver theres a finders fee
and theres an acre for every tree
I wanna go share it around
I drop a penny and i hear no sound

I close the box, hide it away
and put a value on their currency
thats ten to them for every one to me
swollow the key for another day

I catch a fly in my hand
my knuckles go white
I wanted to fly
it didn't help me understand
but it sure felt good to hold

It's through the nose, this shit is true
My favourite letters, I.O.U
I cut some feathers with some amber beads
i got an empty bag of some whales teeth

Show me the blood to pasify
Its what makes mothers leave to babies cry
I wanna go share all around
I change the time for every pound of pounds

I catch a fly in my hand
my knuckles go white
I wanted to fly
it didn't help me understand
but it sure felt good to hold

I catch a fly in my hand
my knuckles go white
I wanted to fly
it didn't help me understand
but it sure felt good to hold

I catch a fly in my hand
my knuckles go white
I wanted to fly
it didn't help me understand
but it sure felt good to hold