Knuckle Shaped Alibi

Blessed by verdicts hand, 
my God does it make sense? 
This is the way that I see you. 
This is the way that we all try. 
This is the last time the knuckle shapes my alibi. 
From fragile ones you hold in worth. 
The value in a closed hand. knuckle shaped alibi. 
To recall the times it's justified. 
The value in a closed hand. 
In every time it's justified. 
I wish I knew you.