Under These Hands

Under these hands
Hide strings of light
I pull them to me
To make me feel alright
A bit of your hair
To cut through the night
A slip of the tongue
To set things upright

Under these hands, under these hands, I hold my heart
Under these hands, under these hands, waiting a new start

Cast off the clothes
I wore to death
They strangle my thoughts
They steal my breath
Enough of this place
It's long dead too
I wanna deface
Everything in view

Under these hands, under these hands I hold my heart
Under these hands, under these hands, waiting a new start

In view
In view

Under these hands, under these hands I hold my heart
Under these hands, under these hands, waiting a new start
Under these hands, under these hands I hold my heart
Under these hands, under these hands, waiting a new start