Most often the house is empty And as if i were about to touch another for the first time again, my hands shake As I think the buzz is light Tickling the air like my hair tickles My spine as it trickles down Water flows Would you help steady my hand Help make my coastlines less jagged? i think my name is safest in your mouth Our wrong blood is in your history. How could you drown us out? Our wrong blood is in your history. How could we give in?