Torque (Tango De La Tongue) ('The Listener', 2003)
Howe: If I ever were to touch you I'd never wash that hand Stumble around like another lost soul Living life something less than a man
Henriette: My land is embraced by the sun Warming up the icy veined creeks Shattering the shadows Through every dark hollow To insanely high peaks
Howe & Henriette: Ready to witness Ready to be shown Do you really love this mess Leave love alone
Howe: Must be remarkable where you're from If they grow up things like you The torque of your tongue How it get things done The way your eyes burn through
Henriette: If you where to touch me I'd curl up like a fetus in a womb Pester me into adoring you Fester like an open wound
Howe & Henriette: Was ready to witness Ready to be shown Do you really like this mess Leave love alone Ready to witness Ready to be shown (???) Leave love alone