An Ivory Hand

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The Cribs - Rock

An Ivory Hand

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We were cut and smelled of petals These scented promises had me Thinking that I was special For the new lease of life I had got Oh no, woah oh For a minute thought my heart had stopped Oh now, woah oh And the lessons I had were lost Know you got to think about it Let me hear the things I'm out to hear Return to the scene of your glories But not for the fame To be stuck in the back sorting laundry Of the same folks you can't stand Oh no, woah oh What a waste for an ivory hand Oh no, woah oh Exquisitely shocked as I am Know you got to think about it Let me hear the things I'm out to hear See me like you do in memories Of a time you barely knew me girl Always walking through webs See nostalgia as a threat Do you still want it now we got it? Know you got to think about it Let me hear the things I'm out to hear See me like you do in memories Of a time you barely knew me girl

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Credits

Writers
  • Ross Jarman
  • Ryan Jarman
  • Gary Jarman