Fly In The Hand

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 Chorus 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 Chorus 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