Brooke Waggoner - Come Love, See My Hands

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Artist: Brooke Waggoner

album: Heal for the Honey

Yeah I put on a shirt and I flirt with my own reflection
I've no companion
Yeah my toes are sleepy, my eyes are weepy, they fell out
And I shoved them in the spout
And I'd sing
Ooo ooo ooo ooo
Yeah I pull of my limbs, give 'em to the wind in silence
I've no defiance
Yeah my legs are weak, my lips won't speak I twist them
And rudely kiss them
And I don't know why I write this
And scratch it on the back of your books
And I don't know why I sketch you
And waste it on the edge o' ya looks
I don't know why I plant these
And fashion them from slices of earth
I guess I'm slave to the spirit
Of needing to create and give birth
And we all sing
Ooo ooo ooo ooo
And come love, see my hands
Come love, see my hands
Come love, see my hands
Oh come on, and see my hands

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