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Closed Hand, Full Of Friends (Live) - Foy Vance

Written by：Foy Vance

The scenery's changing and it warms my soul

I'm 200 miles down and a long way yet to go

So get your boots on and your walking cool

And we'll together leave our footprints upon a virgin snow

That ancient sunrise will soon descend

And we'll be left here pondering on the things which you can't change

So let's start over with no means to an end

Just in love and out of hope and a closed hand full of friends

Yeah well living was alright but I was dead in the water
Couldn't see it in its light I couldn't kneel in its altar

All I wanted was to tear it right down to the ground

But I'm feeling alright now yeah I'm feeling alright

Every morning when the coffee's on

And I rediscover that color in your eyes in its gold and it's bronze

And in the moonlight go get the camera just go

With the recitations of the parish poets popping on our scrolls

Yeah well I was alright but I was dead in the water

Could see its light I couldn't kneel in its altar

All I wanted was a turn right down to the promising

Through this fleeting culture

And hide away from wolves and the vultures

All they wanted was to tear me right down to the ground

Oh I'm feeling alright I am now yeah I'm feeling alright

I'm feeling alright

In the recitations of the parish poets

In the buildings in the burrows in the locked boats

I will find my means to an end
With an open heart in hold and a closed hand full of friends
In the recitations of the parish poets

In the buildings in the burrows in the locate boats

I will find my means to an end
With an open heart in hold and a closed hand full of friends
In the recitations of the parish poets

In the buildings in the burrows in the locked boats

I will find my means to an end
With an open heart in hold and a closed hand full of friends

Ah yeah