Place Your Hand - Melissa Etheridge {c:intro:} [E] [Esus] I've an [E]image in my po[Esus]cket of [E]some dark de[Esus]mon [E]that temptatio[Esus]n brought to life[E] [Esus] and it [E]chokes all of my [Esus]breath out. I'm [E] scratching and [Esus]screaming [E] 'till [Esus]morning comes [E] tonight [Esus] {c:chorus} {soc} [A]Place your hand, my body will decide. [E] [Esus] [E] [Esus] [A]PLace your hand, my anger [G]will subside. [E] [Esus] [E] [Esus] {eoc} There are fragments of possessions, shards of past relations splintering my skin. A fear so black and hollow, It can suffocate creation and refuse to let you in {c:chorus} {c:bridge} And [E7]they [E]speak to me like prophets in my [Am]dreams, [E]shouting like prophets in my [Am]dreams [E] [Esus] [E] [Esus] Sometimes I think it's easy, too easy for the living to receive the promised land. Can flesh provide the answer, the reason for sensation? Justify your hand. [E] [Esus]