Firm Hands

Lyrics

Bursts of vine from the tumbling trees The best of luck from the crumbling beeswax Both hands, both hands, both hands Both hands, both hands, both hands Both hands on your back pressed Both knees on the back deck Now I want something I can taste I woke with a taste of indifference Between my teeth, my teeth, my teeth Both hands, both hands, both hands Both hands, both hands, both hands Both hands on your back pressed Both knees on the back deck