Your hands

December 29, 2013 § Leave a comment

Just getting everything ready for recording Aether on January 2nd, which means writing up the lyrics for Jack Byrne. I wrote a waltz while I was in Paris this summer. I think it’s become one of my favourites.

 

 

There’s a place that I know – you know, we could be

Like shades on a screen –

With you, whatever you’d need me to do

I could do – and could forget what I mean

 

With my hands in your hands I’d give up who I think that I am

And if you come as a stranger to me I could lose who I am

 

Do you feel it? Within and around us –

There’s nothing to hear, and nothing to see,

But here – just the flood of your hair to surround us,

Just you, where a message might be.

 

With your hands in my hands I’d give up who I think that I am

And if you come as a stranger to me I could lose who I am.

 

It’s a sad thing, a small thing to offer

Not quite what you deserve me to be –

This truth – I can’t need you so much as I need to

Desire your desire in me.

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