tunng - hands lyrics
he stands with his head in his hands
in the corridor in a&e
he couldn’t resuscitate her
and now he’ll go home to his wife for tea
we sing as the sky falls down
we sing as the sky collapses
and make what we can of this
it’s okay, we’re all going to end up dead and gone
he crawls into her aorta
to pull him out of his reverie
and mentally puts her back together
with sticks and glue until she breathes
he crawls like a rat inside her spine
it’s a p-ssage to another world
he pulls on a coat of newborn skin
and sends a secret message to that girl
positions himself in sp-ce
and looks down on such slight a thing
swears he’ll make what he can of this
because one day out there we will all be dead
so leave your imprint upon
all the atoms you press against
all the people you press against
because one day out there we will all be–
leave your imprint upon
every mouth that you press against
every word that you press against
it’s okay because one day we will be dead
all the little lights
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