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The Weeks

Slips

 

Slips

(album: Twisted Rivers - 2020)


They built a world inside their heads
Said they could float just above their beds
No, there's no curtains, no strings attached
You'll never know if you have to ask

Slips through my fingers, let her fall
Soak up like rain

Trust he's the one with the fevered head
Said say your prayers, then go back to bed
She stared at stars, tried to soak them up
Crept out my window and she said good luck

Slips through my fingers, let her fall
Soak up like rain

Or we could
Watch it all fade away
Bigger parts of yesterday
State your claim on this place
I watched the buildings change
Ground gave way, holding on
To pipes and planks
Wake back up and be changed

Filled with resilience and haunted hands
He led his nightmares like marching bands
Haven't met a bad dream I'm scared of yet
But I've never seen what's inside your head

Slips through my fingers, let her fall
Soak up like rain

Or we could
Watch it all fade away
Bigger parts of yesterday
State your claim on this place
I watched the buildings change
Ground gave way, holding on
To pipes and planks
Wake back up and be changed

Bless your heart, bless your soul
Losing grip, lose control
Kiss my hands, kiss my feet
More to us than bones and meat

Bless your heart, bless your soul
Losing grip, lose control
Kiss my hands, kiss my feet
More to us than bones and meat

Slips through my fingers
(Soak up like rain)

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