Caleb Groh - Hand You Behold | Текст песни

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I want to know whose breath is your boat, whose hand you behold, whose bed keeps you warm
I am a rock in the dew of your dawn, but your moon is enough, whose hill is your home?

When Jacob's ladder came, angels all around us, glory in the light they gave, Halle
Peter's in the past, pilfering the parthenon and pawning all things back, Halle

How is there hope where your mouth is a moat
Minaret in the mire, resurrect, roll your stone

Bet I'm the beast in the bowels of Belize
So bereft of my being, couldn't covet a dream

Am I to assume there is no conundrum built to bury and exhume, no way
Eilen is a peach, feel her amaretto lips while you are dancing in my sleep, Halle

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