The Saturn Hands

Staring out from a dim and lonely bus
I saw a woman with no hands
Clean the streets of their dust
She had a
Broom and pail pinched between her limbs and chest
I know it ain't for the Wicked but can you tell me just who gets to rest?

You said that I strike you as believable, but you don't know if you believe me
I said well I can't put no blame on you, if anything you're just speaking the truth

Finishing touches this weekend people.

Recording.

Start tracking this weekend.

Booking studio time in May. Soon enough space cadets, soon enough.

It's finally coming. Sooner than you would think. - The Captain

When my grandfather was dying he had no pain in his eyes
But I couldn't help but wonder could he see the shame in mine?
They say if I don't quit my drinkin'
I'll be back on dope before long
But I can't seem to listen
In the end we'll see who was wrong
I'll try to be more like my father
Stoic, brave and wise but I can't seem to ever learn
Or take hold of what's mine
I thought I had it hidden so cleverly disguised
Imagine my surprise when I came to find
The blood on my hands was mine

Well I know I died at least one time before
But I ain't been countin' so who knows it could be more
The first time I know was when you hit the door
All the rest, man, was just me hittin' the floor

For those who care to know, I've found some accomplices in music here in Denver and am making moves to bring this spaceship home. Set hyperdrive to full Jam. - Steve

It was all a dream, with terrible scenes
Of crushing guilt and broken hearts
Now it seems that all I think about is the heart I broke and empty visions of love

Wasting away out in the sand
I have this curse, where trouble finds my hands
And all my sins are written on my face
And all my love died out in that place
Sleeping for days out in the sun
I just couldn't face all the things I'd done
And all my friends were waiting to learn how I died
And my little sister, I love her, she cried and cried
Oh my little sister, god bless her, and her kind eyes
Oh my poor sister I could have killed her with my lies

I think I am the Holy Ghost
I think I need a new skin for my burning soul
I think I found a brand new skin
Come on and feel the burn baby touch the Hand of Sin
I think I am the Hand of God
Come on and think again man you're probably on the nod
I think I shot the Holy Ghost
Come on and think again man you're just a lonely ghost

So breathe deep you can wait and see
But don't die holding your breath for me
I don't believe that you're in love with me
Baby you're free, go meet your needs
Cuz in the spring I don't know where I'll be
Could be knee deep up s**t creek or maybe I
Could stay straight and maybe succeed
I guess I'm learning what free really means
Cuz with me, oh you know me
I can hardly see what's in front of me but
One day I'll learn to listen then speak
Then we'll figure out what we really think
Well this time I think I'm finally done
My love I know you probably heard this one but
Today my arms don't need them drugs
I think I'm finally learning how to love
So love me, or leave me dear
Don't say a single thing I wanna hear
Cuz I'm a liar, a cheat and a thief
Take your heart back and get some relief