Slow Cruel Hands of Time (Live Acoustic) - Band of Horses

The biding of time getting stuck in my mind is a boat to roll

Two hours later back in my neighborhood where everything just stalled

It still looks the same

They remembered my name steppin' in for a cup full

There's a big city man I used to rumble with him back in high school

The slow cruel hands of time

Turn you into molten lava ohhh my

A place on the rise you can stop for awhile

Look-out for the police man

There's no street lamps only three buildings and one of them's vacant

It's taking all day The packs feeling heavy and soon the night

Backwards down the mountain the axle is grinding pull into the wrong drive

The sky is in the yard

The stringy cotton candy is the fall

The slow climb the hard the fall Sometimes I don't want it at all

I've done this so long its something I oughta know Sooooooo long

Finally up on the pieces disrupting and the birds fly

Trapped for a moment the sheriffs department got the wrong guy

The towns reveal the law

Visible wind through the fall

The slow cruel hands of time

Turning you back into a child