Twitch and Tremble in the Breeze Lyrics

the hand of man
built the sedan
that drove us 'cross
this stolen land

search us something long away
the lost or sold away
and i was the shade
of your checkered past
the child that strayed
the splintered mast
so i wont blame you when you leave
just leave me something to believe
and ill be fine

loaded priest
collar of grease
he had a blast
at the last feast
and its too bad about the host
but he looked paler than the ghost
when he took his leave
said 'no, please don't grieve
got one last trick
stuck up my sleeve'
an' we were born to memorize
that jesus died because we tried
and were to blame

your heart is like a sheet of glass
that holds the winter storm
and i knew that when i fell from grace
your love would keep me warm
that gold coast just calls to me
from hills beyond
say 'boy its time you come to me,
won't be back for long'

'cuz no one remains
mother complains
very concerned
varicose veins
i watched them spread just like disease
from her ankles to her knees
like vines around a tree
twitch and tremble in the breeze
twitch and tremble in the breeze