Sharp Hands (Live)

Dig my hands in a box of space and time

Bury my face in a pile of drugs and money

Here I go again feeling alive

Here I go again, here I go

Sharp hands pointed straight up at the sky

Let 'em pray at least the ones that have seen her

Have you seen her?

Have you?

This is where Angels wept

I'm talking about God herself

I'm surfing right through space and time

I'm burning right through all my drugs and money

Here I go I feel alive

Here I go

Guns and sharp hands pointed straight at the sky

Let me pray let me pray

I just saw the face of God

I just saw her and she's…

And just saw God

I just saw God and she's something else