Elliott Smith - A Silver Chain lyrics
[Elliott Smith - A Silver Chain lyrics]
Sonny boy wore a silver chain
And he sold the tracks for the train
But I've got a hat in my hand
That fit my best to a T broken easily
Took the street from the curb below
Where it's too disturbing to go
Holding a needle in my
Hand above the symphony broken easily
While the trumpets blare dissipate to air
And I've got praying hands hanging
From a silver chain
With a talent for catastrophe
I can't explain
When i count the steps to safety
That i know will protect me
The pain it just doesn't move away from me
And he sold the tracks for the train
But I've got a hat in my hand
That fit my best to a T broken easily
Took the street from the curb below
Where it's too disturbing to go
Holding a needle in my
Hand above the symphony broken easily
While the trumpets blare dissipate to air
And I've got praying hands hanging
From a silver chain
With a talent for catastrophe
I can't explain
When i count the steps to safety
That i know will protect me
The pain it just doesn't move away from me