I Dreamed of a time

When little hands were holding mine

And the plans, that we made,

Had fallen apart and gone away

And in the end you’ll find

Not all of us were meant to shine

A fleeting glimpse

A knowing look

One last kiss

Can you be there for me?

The air was always there for me

And in the end you’ll find

What little hands had in mind

And, babe

Are you there?

Is it too late,

Do you still care?

If your loved one

Sticks around

While little hands hold you down

And in the end you’ll find

Hands that hold

Are hands that bind

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– Spider – White snake