Hands folded across your lap, and the dull look of peace across your face
Mom down the hall, Bible pressed to her chest
She swore the Devil hides in everything, and her room was the only safe haven left
She watched us grow through window panes
Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something's in the way
You had held my hand while the wind whistled nocturnes in the dark
Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something's in the way
Never knew what it meant to be holy
Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something in the middle
Something's in the way
But we knew what it meant if we strayed from paths only they could see
But sink or swim is all they say
Your hand rode the wind out the window of the train
We slept in our seats with our knees curled beneath our dirty chins
And I gripped the bags like they might fly away
And the scenery beyond the glass was liquid, we sat and soaked it in
I felt your breath along the way
I'd hold your hand when the sky fell apart
And you'd hold my hand if you felt us slipping back into the dark
Can't tell from the ground if the sky will fall
Can't tell from the sky if there's anybody down there at all
It's empty hands and empty plates
I tied your shoes while you sat and watched the rain Hands folded across your lap, and the dull look of peace across your face Mom down the hall, Bible pressed to her chest She swore the Devil hides in everything, and her room was the only safe haven left She watched us grow through window panes Something in the middle Something in the middle Something in the middle Something's in the way You had held my hand while the wind whistled nocturnes in the dark Something in the middle Something in the middle Something in the middle Something's in the way Never knew what it meant to be holy Something in the middle Something in the middle Something in the middle Something's in the way But we knew what it meant if we strayed from paths only they could see But sink or swim is all they say Your hand rode the wind out the window of the train We slept in our seats with our knees curled beneath our dirty chins And I gripped the bags like they might fly away And the scenery beyond the glass was liquid, we sat and soaked it in I felt your breath along the way I'd hold your hand when the sky fell apart And you'd hold my hand if you felt us slipping back into the dark Can't tell from the ground if the sky will fall Can't tell from the sky if there's anybody down there at all It's empty hands and empty plates Explain Request ×
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