Slow Cruel Hands Of Time (Album Version)

Slow Cruel Hands Of Time - Band of Horses
The biding of time getting stuck in my mind is a boat to roll
Two hours later  back in my neighborhood where everything just stalled
It still looks the same
They remembered my name  steppin' in for a cup full
There's a big city man  I used to rumble with him back in high school
The slow cruel hands of time
Turn you into molten lava  ohhh my
A place on the rise you can stop for awhile
Look-out for the police man
There's no street lamps  only three buildings and one of them's vacant
It's taking all day  The packs feeling heavy and soon the night
Backwards down the mountain  the axle is grinding  pull into the wrong drive
The sky is in the yard
The stringy cotton candy is the fall
The slow climb  the hard the fall  Sometimes I don't want it at all
I've done this so long  its something I oughta know  Sooooooo long
Finally up on the pieces disrupting and the birds fly
Trapped for a moment  the sheriffs department got the wrong guy
The towns reveal the law
Visible wind through the fall
The slow cruel hands of time
Turning you back into a child