Okkervil River - A Hand to Take Hold of the Scene lyrics

I'm a band in a show about a
Man holding hands with his wife
On a therapist's couch
With his face to the ground
After fucking around countless nights
And there's this one episode
Close-up cameras are showing him crying
His red head and his red eyes

I'm a band in a show about
A boy being buried alive
From his head to his toes, by a
Criminal, but with a sensitive soul
With a set of raccoon eyes
And there's this scene in the show when
A hustler knows he's going to die
The ground opens and he climbs inside

And as he speaks his last line
A thought falls from his mind
And I pick it up right through the TV oh, oh
Is there a hand to take hold of the scene?

I'm a man in a dream and there
Dancing in front of my eyes
Is a queen formed out of flaws
With her eyes all gone odd and
A rod bolted into her spine
She rises up like a yawn, grips my heart
Like a claw, split's apart like a jaw
Like an eye and she asks me with a sigh

"When we're so far from right
When we're losing the fight
When we are letting the
Light weaken it's beam oh, oh
Is there a hand to take hold of the scene?"

I want a smile like a glistening shard
I want a kiss that's as sharp as a knife
The day expires
And the dry, cracked, trembling lips
God saw fit to put this kiss inside
I lift them up to you
I'd like to bear witness to
A light that is fine and
Is filling the crying-est eyes
Grace in each face that
Is making the wasted-est
Broken-est ones fairly fly
Love that is innocent of
That old cynical, covetous, cancerous vibe
And a beauty that annihilates all life

Like it's lived in these nights
Holding your hatred tight like a sign
That you're right or you're strong
When your doors are shut tight
I will dream you tonight and my
Dream will just sweep you along
When all fires are fanned, when
We're shucking our plans
When we're too weak to stand on our two feet
Oh, oh
Is there a hand to take hold of the scene?