The American Analog Set - Thin Fingers lyrics

Fourth time's the charm A dam that's burst does less harm To an altar that Serves to halt her And where's your boy now? You know... With a band like yours? Or did he take you for For granted? Supper's on the table It's time for fables When I'm too tired For live wires And where's your boy now? Or couldn't he have stayed? Or wasn't that the way It happened? Bright stars would cross Sons will follow And rings will fall from Her thin fingers