THAT MAN WAS A KNIFE

THAT MAN WAS A KNIFE
(Gallagher/Galeazzi) Universal

Close his eyes
and pass him down
just like your mother's ring
on wedding day,
watch him as he goes,
this is how it ends,
and it swallows you whole,
right the way down
to your socks and soul,
you believe, believe

"that man was a knife" she spits at me,
wounded everything
that came in sight of his
poison eye, his dead hand,
that fell like a stone
from the cursing crowd
on a wayward son who
believed, believed
that the ghosts ride on
with you tattooed on their arms

Close your eyes and lay him down
just like a precious wine
that came to you
right out of the blue
and filled your hand,
and you swallow him whole,
for right or wrong you're just an empty soul,
who believed, believed
that the ghosts ride on
with you tattooed on their arms.

Brendan Gallagher : vocal, guitars, percussion
Michael Galeazzi : double bass
Stuart Eadie : drums
Chris Abrahams: Hammond
Chorus: Katie Wright

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