arrowhead

• woven hand`in aynı isimli ilk albümünden bir şarkı.
  
  sözleri ise;
  
  do tell
  how is
  the little pilgrims progress
  does he endeavour to perservere
  close mantled to knives and kisses
  just like
  when you were here
  what little he had
  from him it was taken
  for in the small things he could not be trusted
  arrowhead
  arrowhead
  run motor city rusted
  nailed to the floor by an old time gaze
  
  who is who was who is to come
  given to other lips
  spoken on other tounges
  where are you and where have you been
  hold fast hold fast
  till he come again
  
  would it do
  would it do any good
  to be able to remember
  the white of the page
  the black of the ink
  thrown overboard lest the whole ship sink
  you talk this way
  as you go walkin
  weavin your way through the straw
  it comes so slow
  and leaves so quick
  under grace
  we strike the striken law