Lyrics

Spin me a yarn and draw me inside If you make me believe, I will cometoyou Tell me alie and string me along Put yourhands on my eyes and hold tight when you Pin me down, oh-so-tight By my phantom wrists A tourniquet, stop the bleeding The arms that held him, now they're gone Promise me hope and help me to cope With this town of nine gates in its final throes Bring me supplies of blankets and hides Put me into old newspaper clothes Turn me out to the field And untie me A tourniquet, stop the bleeding The arms that held him, now they're gone Now they're gone