A Fly in the Hand - Alice Russell

I catch a fly in my hand

My knuckles go white

I wanted to fly

It didn’t help me understand

But it sure felt good to hold

Heavy change is what i need

No bag of silver with a smiling queen

I got a spider in a box you see

Someday i’ll take a little sum for me

From Rome to my very hand

Slipping through like each grain of sand

I open letters to the sound of air

But, aw get away i don’t want to share

Look for the silver theres a finders fee

And theres an acre for every tree

I wanna go share it around

I drop a penny and i hear no sound

I close the box, hide it away

And put a value on their currency

Thats ten to them for every one to me

Swollow the key for another day

Its through the nose, this shit is true

My favourite letters, I.O.U

I cut some feathers with some amber beads

I got an empty bag of some whales teeth

Show me the blood to pasify

Its what makes mothers leave to babies cry

I wanna go share all around

I change the time for every pound of pounds