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Hand Habits – Sun Beholds Me lyrics
Hey wheres the power
Thought you had the power in your hands
So give back the flowers
You don’t wanna be caught with blood on your hands again
When Mary’s taking care of me
Fever dream and call to prayer was rattling
So down the hall and back again
Cross the street with their doors swinging open
With the sun before me
And then the sun beside me
And then the sun below me
Oh let the sun behold me
And I was free
I thought I saw a dolphin
It was just a wave a little roll and crashing
Tipping crests I guess
So don’t forget to lather
Oil burn I'm lemongrass you are lavender
And a true heart I kid in me
Cellphone feeds dopamine
I think they’re on to me
With the sun before me
And then the sun beside me
And then the sun below me
I let the sun behold me
And I’m still free
Slow elevator ride
Think about being home and playing my guitar
So hey lets talk after
We’ll plug it in little string man on my stratacaster
With the sun before me
And then the sun beside me
And then the sun all around me
I let the sun behold me
I know the sun cannot
Thought you had the power in your hands
So give back the flowers
You don’t wanna be caught with blood on your hands again
When Mary’s taking care of me
Fever dream and call to prayer was rattling
So down the hall and back again
Cross the street with their doors swinging open
With the sun before me
And then the sun beside me
And then the sun below me
Oh let the sun behold me
And I was free
I thought I saw a dolphin
It was just a wave a little roll and crashing
Tipping crests I guess
So don’t forget to lather
Oil burn I'm lemongrass you are lavender
And a true heart I kid in me
Cellphone feeds dopamine
I think they’re on to me
With the sun before me
And then the sun beside me
And then the sun below me
I let the sun behold me
And I’m still free
Slow elevator ride
Think about being home and playing my guitar
So hey lets talk after
We’ll plug it in little string man on my stratacaster
With the sun before me
And then the sun beside me
And then the sun all around me
I let the sun behold me
I know the sun cannot
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