New days come in to break the spell away

reality rains down on your parade

the closet skeletons all rattle on

throw in the towel before you've got to run

Jewel in the hand

a lump of fired sand

don't feed the (fathers)

(starving from his sand)

? ? ? ? pay the price

there's all the time you want to do it twice

the cards before the hall so fall in line

and save away a chill of summertime

Jewel in the hand

a lump of fired sand

don't feed the (fathers)

(starving from his sand)

Behind the year to year's a little crack

put and drips and runs onto the crack

new days come in to break the spell away

reality rains on your parade

Jewel in the hand

a lump of fired sand

don't feed the (fathers)

(starving from his sand)