A Hand To Take Hold Of The Scene Lyrics - Okkervil River

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 gonna 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, splits apart like a jaw, like an eye 

And she asks me with a sigh 

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"When we're so far from right, when we're losing the fight, when we are letting the light weaken its 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 cryingest eyes 

Grace in each face that is making the wastedest, brokenest ones fairly fly 

Love that is innocent of that old cynical, covetous, cancerous vibe 

And a beauty that annihilates all life 

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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?