Under these hands Hide streams of light I pull them to me To make me feel alright A bit of your hair To coax moon from night A slip of the tongue To set things up right Under these hands I hold my heart Under these hands Hides new start Cast off the clothes I wore to death They strangle my thoughts And steal my breath Enough of this place It's long dead too I want to deface Everything in view Under these hands I hold my heart Under these hands Hides new start