the hidden hooks

my second arm (2006 unreleased)i hope you'll understand our houses are being swallowed by the land my interest is not what it used to be i'm paranoid in the south west.i see the day grows dark the only lights on point at silent sharks they wait below the pave'd ground and jump to grab me by my teared off arm.i used to love that arm it has done many things to help me get along if i could swim i would do that too and do it well.but now i have but just one arm to wave goodbye to the leathery sharks to hug only half of your salty charms and so i will.i love the memory that others have about my history of numbers of my latest fees i'm saving for another arm for me.seems the gold is gone from all the banks of the rivers long some days i dream of currency and other times i like to read for funbut books are not what interest me i'd rather be a mighty king a scepter for my second arm to delegate, to tax the poorthen for once i'll be happy surrounded by my love for need by towering epithets of holy greed they'll know me wellthey'll know me well-----------------------------------The Hidden Hooks is multi-instrumentalist Chris Johnson. He's been writing and recording music for over 10 years. He often combines varied instrumentation and thoughtful (non-cliche-able?) lyrics to create landscapes of nostalgia, loneliness and whimsy all in neat little packages.He has corroborated with many during his career, most notably the now on- hiatus: "The Gold Bugs."www.myspace.com/thegoldbugsChris in his spare time, loves to write, read, and enjoys the company of his friends.Thank You for your support. Questions and comments are welcome.I'm friendly.