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Hold the Hours

by Wet Hands

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I watched you age so graceful the days will all expire this disease cascades takes the bed the house you're tired all I want to do is hold the hours well conspire to to take that pain you carry and welcome our desires I will have seen how much the day to day I will have seen all the strength it takes to stay I’ll do the same to hold the weight for the ones I’ll do the same to hold the weight for the ones I love caught in a passing phase well watch as you retire the temple takes a turn your head your hands they’re tired all I want to do is hold the hours well conspire to to take that pain you carry and welcome our desires I will have seen how much the day to day I will have seen all the strength it takes to stay I’ll do the same to hold the weight for the ones I’ll do the same to hold the weight for the ones I love I watched you age so graceful The days have all expired You rest your head so gently Watch the light the rays transpire all I want to do is hold the hours well conspire to to take that pain you carry and welcome our desires
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Quiet Water Lay me down in Golden Hair hanging on the rafter I’ve been finding my strength in your laughter Watching waterfall become master Open our eyes to greener pasture
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Could you admit that weren’t doing so well I knew it When I saw you watching the falls and taking the life that we want with All the gold with the maddest Rabbits the Preachers down Underneath your mattress He turned to salt Oh that peaceful symbol he saved my soul with eye his like windows The daily routine where I will take the place on the salt streets can you hear me it tastes like sulfur don’t look back we’ll land with each other and Turn away And then we forgot him he looks so ill but he tastes like cotton I’ll admit I’ve been running through it He saved my soul but I just can’t do it should I feel so tranquil? should I wait to thank you? could I provide your table? would I feel more stable? with All the gold with the maddest Rabbits the Preachers down Underneath your mattress He turned to salt Oh that peaceful symbol he saved my soul with eye his like windows and Turn away And then we forgot him he looks so ill but he tastes like cotton I’ll admit I’ve been running through it He saved my soul but I just can’t do it
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released September 2, 2022

Artwork by Jewelyn Butron

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