From: "Pushing E. Thirty"
Date: Sun, 11 Jul 1999 14:21:22 GMT



The Second Hand



Intro:

D/A   C/G  D/A   C/G

Verse 1:

D
See the old man acting like a fool, 
C
running from the ambulance. 
D
When he was a youngster he broke all the rules; 
C
now he says that was just accident. 
D
Always he had the feeling he was going to die young, 
C
so now he feels repentant; 
D
but the judge was progressive and the jury was hung, 
C
he's got a suspended sentence... 
D
so he ran from his future, he ran from his past, 
Bm
he ran from the desert of the hour-glass 
D
but the sea of time is a rising flood 
				   A
and he's swamped by the wave. 
			  C
His arms go limp by his side; 
A		         C
he only came for the ride, 
A				C
he thought he'd hold back the tide, 
A
Canute.

Interlude 1:

(Sax solo) D  C  D  C

Verse 2:

One eye on the main chance and one eye on the clock, 
oh, where did his brain go? 
And when does a veteran get to be a crock... 
no gold at the end of this rainbow! 
He always boxed clever with his shadowy hopes 
but now he's in trouble with his back on the ropes 
and the hands of time are bunched into fists, 
yeh he's out for the count. 
The sword has sunk in the lake 
and now he's watching dawn break 
and now he waits for the stake, 
Drakul.

Interlude 2:

(Sax solo) A
D
This boy's a fool, 
C
this fool's a man... 
Em
all men are ruled 
A
by the second hand.

This page was made by Bernhard Beutler and was last changed 18.07.1999 1:48:12 Uhr.
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