Things Slip Through Your Hands

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Things Slip Through Your Hands

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When the undertaker wires a champagne glass to your hand Don't worry, he won't charge you extra He knows the party doesn't end He'll paint your cheeks a lusty rouge It's youth and beauty that pay his bill Yeah maybe death is beautiful But it's beyond talent or skill You were the shine of the chandelier You were the line drawn in the sand But things slip through your hands Things slip through your hands You only lived at night And made sure you were never alone You saw a million stars but in the light No one answered the phone You just wanted to lose your mind You were haunted and I understand But things slip through your hands But things slip through your hands Things slip through your hands The undertaker don't care If your smile is kind or cruel 'Cause he knows soon it's his face you'll wear And he only paints in the grin of a fool

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  • Mark Eitzel