A Fly in the Hand

I catch a fly in my hand
 my knuckles go white
 I wanted to fly
 it didn't help me understand
 but it sure felt good to hold
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 Heavy change is what I need
 no bag of silver with a smiling queen
 i got a spider in a box you see
 someday i'll take a little sum for me
 From Rome to my very hand
 slipping through like each grain of sand
 I open letters to the sound of air
 but, aw get away I don't want to share
 I catch a fly in my hand
 my knuckles go white
 I wanted to fly
 it didn't help me understand
 but it sure felt good to hold
 Look for the silver theres a finders fee
 and theres an acre for every tree
 I wanna go share it around
 I drop a penny and i hear no sound
 I close the box, hide it away
 and put a value on their currency
 thats ten to them for every one to me
 swollow the key for another day
 I catch a fly in my hand
 my knuckles go white
 I wanted to fly
 it didn't help me understand
 but it sure felt good to hold
 It's through the nose, this shit is true
 My favourite letters, I.O.U
 I cut some feathers with some amber beads
 i got an empty bag of some whales teeth
 Show me the blood to pasify
 Its what makes mothers leave to babies cry
 I wanna go share all around
 I change the time for every pound of pounds
 I catch a fly in my hand
 my knuckles go white
 I wanted to fly
 it didn't help me understand
 but it sure felt good to hold
 I catch a fly in my hand
 my knuckles go white
 I wanted to fly
 it didn't help me understand
 but it sure felt good to hold
 I catch a fly in my hand
 my knuckles go white
 I wanted to fly
 it didn't help me understand
 but it sure felt good to hold