Seth Walker - Fingers to the Bone lyrics

The night's falling dropping like a hammer As the cold wind blows Trying to find piece of mind sometimes of compromise Without being sold The picks are digging thirsty for the bottom Trying to strike some truth So pull the cart tow the line in the dark spade the mine Give the jury proof Hold the door Hold the phone With fingers to the bone The door to my heart swings either way With a golden key So open up fill our cup smooth the edge that was rough And let's calm the sea Chorus Work the land With a steady hand Face to face We'll find a way Grind the rock to a skipping stone Hold it in your hand Carve the pine, shine the dime, pay the man, due the time And listen to the band Chorus