[ Featuring John Butler Trio ]
Lay down your guns, all your defences, they're no longer needed here
We're both the same, we feel disgusting, riddled with shame and full of fear
As the winds of time they wear away, expose your weary bones
And you meet the devil and you see his face, but all you see is your own
Well put your hand in mine
Put your hand in mine
Put your hand in mine
Put your hand in mine
Where's all the youth, where's all that gusto, tell me where'd my good friends go?
Searching for truth, demanding justice and all the glitter we thought was gold
And as the winds of time they wear away expose your weary bones and you meet the devil and you see her face, but all you see is your own
Well put your hand in mine
Put your hand in mine
Put your hand in mine
Put your hand in mine
Put your hand in mine
Your hand in mine
Put your hand in mine
Your hand in mine
