Listen to His Hands Matched His Tongue song with lyrics from The Dear Hunter

His Hands Matched His Tongue

The Dear Hunter26 Sep 2006

His Hands Matched His Tongue Lyrics

His Hands Matched His Tongue - The Dear Hunter

A long walk home riddled with regret

 

Uncommonly comfortable but still I believe

 

That in time I think I'll see

 

Just what's been weighing down on me

 

An unearthy void collapsed

Exposing what was trapped

To release this serendipitous design

 

The smell of smoke the evening sky was proof

 

Belated conversation saturate anticipation

 

For the answers that simply wont' come

 

But not I I won't ask

 

Forget my place amongst the grass

 

The leaves and the trees remember me

 

And in my naivety it might be seen

 

The pale has leaks and even if

 

You put all your water into it

 

You end up with nothing left to drink

 

The well has gone dry and I with it

 

Oh someday she'll be gone

 

Oh someday she'll be gone

 

Oh someday she'll be gone

 

Oh someday she'll be gone

 

We'll still have her song to sing

 

We'll still have her song to sing

 

We'll still have her song to sing

 

We'll still have her song to sing

 

We'll still have her song to sing

 

We'll still have her song to sing

 

We'll still have her song to sing

 

We'll still have her song to sing

 

Sing softly sing me to the lake

Sing softly sing me to the lake

Sing softly sing me to the lake

Sing softly sing me to the lake

Sing softly sing me to the lake

Sing softly sing me to the lake

Sing softly sing me to the lake

Sing softly sing me to the lake

Sing softly sing me to the lake

Sing softly sing me to the lake

Sing softly sing me to the lake

Sing softly sing me to the lake

 

Sing