One man had a vision,

And one man saw the light,

One man's noble mission, keeping paradise in sight,

Fueled up with a passion, 

Rising up like the sun,

Eight miles to the minute, work day never done,

Searching for answers and who may understand,

The curious nature, of the bitten hand,

   Pressed men in a corner, poison pen in hand,

Spill the ink of jealousy, bring any good man down,

For the local cam,

Scratching out on paper, painful words of spite,

But they forget they're in paradise and their children sleep,

Safe and warm tonight,

But Still they'll bitch about it, it doesn't pay to understand,

The compassionate nature, of the Bitten hand,

His pain is held in graceful silence, for those who try to understand,

Along with the noble mission, comes the bitten hand,

The Bitten Hand,

Hold to your dreams, Hold to your dreams, Hold to your dreams,

Hold to your dreams.

The Bitten Hand

Written recorded produced by: The Sanders Brothers c BMI 2018