Hard Hand to Hold

Look him in the eyes

theres no need to be scared

hes as powerless as you and me

though his face is well worn

and his clothes a bit torn

that don't mean that you shouldn't believe.

When he asks you your name,

he says brother we're all here in the same game

but you shrink back like he's a disease

Yeah your shakin' and you moan

you say oh please take me home

and the homeless all sang the reprease.

It's a hard hand to hold

that is looking for control

It is tempting to fight

when you know that you're right

It's hard to lie down

when you don't trust the ground

It is hard to hold on

it is hard to hold on.

Walking home again

becomes a battle with the wind

as it teases your provisions against shame

Like all that wax in your hair

it becomes painfully clear, that as long as it's a fight you'll never win.

When you get to the door

your'e so busy fighting wars

that you can't look upon your lady as a friend

you're trying so hard to be right

you missed the love in that first sight

and your lover feels alone once again.

It's a hard hand to hold

that is looking for control

It is tempting to fight,

when you know that you're right

It's hard to lie down

when you don't trust the ground

It is hard to hold on

it is hard to hold on.

Entering the liquor store

you try your hardest to ignore

that street sleeper on your left there all alone

and the young man on your right

with unchained soles and love of night

you look so scared they'll laugh and wander if you're stoned

But somewhere deep inside

they feel a pain they've learned to hide

'cause that same fear has brought much trouble on their homes

and they know you won't feel safe

until that cop car wins it's race

And another life is driven off it's road.