I’m built on weak deposits as the ocean fills me
Push and pull the break of the dawn
If only I could hold it in a small clay pot
And solitude they treat you well
Until they burn you down
And the dreaded voices tell you
All your faults in small clay pots
I’ve dropped them all around you as picked them up
And hold my hand
And hold my hand
And hold my hand
And hold my hand
It's back it's back the demons on my back
You knock them off so gently like they’re bowling pins or cobwebs
It's fine it's fine
You whispered instead and held my hands so gently I could lengthen out my loneliness
And hold my hand
And hold my hand
And hold my hand
And hold my hand
And I wish that I had known
I wish that I had seen
Wish that I had known how much you’d done for me
And I wish that I had noticed
Wish that I had noticed
I wish that I had known how much you’d done for me
And hold my hand
And hold my hand
You hold my hand
You hold my hand
If you were clay and I am silt
I’m built on weak deposits as the ocean fills me
Push and pull the break of the dawn
If only I could hold it in a small clay pot
If you were clay and I am silt I’m built on weak deposits as the ocean fills me Push and pull the break of the dawn If only I could hold it in a small clay pot And solitude they treat you well Until they burn you down And the dreaded voices tell you All your faults in small clay pots I’ve dropped them all around you as picked them up And hold my hand And hold my hand And hold my hand And hold my hand It's back it's back the demons on my back You knock them off so gently like they’re bowling pins or cobwebs It's fine it's fine You whispered instead and held my hands so gently I could lengthen out my loneliness And hold my hand And hold my hand And hold my hand And hold my hand And I wish that I had known I wish that I had seen Wish that I had known how much you’d done for me And I wish that I had noticed Wish that I had noticed I wish that I had known how much you’d done for me And hold my hand And hold my hand You hold my hand You hold my hand If you were clay and I am silt I’m built on weak deposits as the ocean fills me Push and pull the break of the dawn If only I could hold it in a small clay pot Explain Request ×
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