Our Hands


I know, I know
These places look the same
They come and go just like the rain
Apparently there's trouble at a house
No one was told which one it is

Get the lights down and cue the fire
We should take this in our hands

It's safe to say
You're the only one to trust
So take good care of those who come
Just don't expect that much in return
The number's low so I'm told

Get the lights down and cue the fire
We should take this in our hands
Feed me lines honey
Feed me time
Lets just take this in our hands

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