If we hold on tight we’ll hold each other together
and not just be some fools rushing to die in our sleep.
All these machines will rust I promise, but we’ll still be electric
shocking each other back to life.
Your hand in mine, my fingers in your veins connected
our bones grown together in time.
Our hands entwined, my fingers in your veins connected
our spines grown stronger inside. Listener - Wooden Heart
and not just be some fools rushing to die in our sleep.
All these machines will rust I promise, but we’ll still be electric
shocking each other back to life.
Your hand in mine, my fingers in your veins connected
our bones grown together in time.
Our hands entwined, my fingers in your veins connected
our spines grown stronger inside. Listener - Wooden Heart
