frail hands
ale ale
Silk skin, frail hands
All things change one day
Soul eyes, scale strands
Line up around your face
Punching your thighs, and squeezing your skin
Dragging your hands down your face, circle tracks of the race
My legs are weak, my limbs are frail, the more that you stale away
Last night, you told me you don't want to be alive
Can't imagine you without a life
I'm just trying to be here for you
I don't know who you are, but while you're here
I don't know why I'm running from a deer
I don't know why I'm stopping at the headlights
Waiting for the deer, and it's antlers to collide
Can I kiss your frail hands?
Can I kiss your frail hands?
Before they wither away, forever
Can I kiss your frail hands?
Can I kiss your frail hands?
Before they wither away, forever