A Charm/A Blade

Give me ten long limbs, I'll hold
Lazy rolling things of gold
Dress me down in a New York crowd
Lay me down an bawl me out

Tell me everything's been sold
Tell me everything. I'll go
Pressed apart those skins still hold
This can't be what you want
This can't be what you want

There's a charm, there's a blade
There's a lot in the way
There's a child, there's a grave
There's a lot in the way
There's a colt, there's a cane
There's a lot in the way
There's a heart, there's a chain
There's a lot in the way

Cut my heart but do it fast
We don't want that hurt to last
Take that violence from your brow
Shake it down and hold it out

Tell me anything's my home
Tell me anything. I'll go
Pressed apart those skins still hold
This can't be what you want
It can't be what you want

There's a charm, there's a blade
There's a lot in the way
There's a heart, there's a grave
There's a lot in the way
There's a colt, there's a cane
There's a lot in the way
There's a child, there's a chain
There's a lot in the way

There's a mark, there's a stain
There's a lot in the way
There's a phone, there's a flame
There's a lot in the way
There's a fawn, there's a fang
There's a child in the rain
There's a charm, there's a blade
There's a lot in the way