Hands Songtext
von Elise Bourn

The creases in your palms
Remind me of canyons and valleys
The rivers of your veins
Are calming I cherish them greatly

Would you lay them here
That I may feel
The way they heal a broken soul

Wrap them ′round my shoulders
Let them dwell between my fingers
Put them in my pocket
Let them dry each of the tears from my gaze

Your knuckles bow in grace
They remind me of mountains and islands
Your fingerprints are waves
And they wash up against my eyelids


Would you lay them here
That I may feel
The way they heal a broken soul
Would you lay them near
That I may see
The way you feel a broken soul

Wrap them 'round my shoulders
Let them dwell between my fingers
Put them in my pocket
Let them dry each of these tears

Lay them on my belly
Let them stroll between the strands of my hair
Put them on my forehead
Let them hold each of the words in my prayers

Your skin a cloak within
You stroke my chin
You awoke my soul
Your bones are strong
They mend, they hone my own
You awoke my soul