Acts 420

Well, now I have had enough of this And I have had enough of you And you have had enough of this And me too Now I don't know that I did my best but I'd probably say the same of you At least I thought you wanted it So the joke's on you So I guess that this is probably bound to be Just trails of mist across a boundless sea And I guess we've lost the will to do or say That together maybe we will find a way So now we're shuffled by the dealer's hand And in your hand the house is full But somewhere hidden in the deck there Are two more fools And you know I'm not a betting man but I would lay a dime on you That when it finally hits the fan that The house falls, too So play your hand and then slip away For the hand your dealt's the one you're bound to play And I'd bet there's room enough for you and me If we can't but speak the things we've heard and seen So lay your hands on me, don't walk away For the hand outstretched is gonna find a way To a road in Heaven inside of you and me We can't but speak the things we've heard and seen No, we can't but speak the things we've heard and seen