I Would Have Crawled Forever (Had I Known The Humi

My hands, my hands. You wash the sin off my skin. 1,000 faces, 1,000 lies, 1,000 astronauts cut down to size (& I'll break a thousand more before I die). Mares eat oats and does eat oats while little lambs cough up the ivy. Simple minds eat simple lies, we've swallowed whores and come up smiles... A thousand faces!