So keep the things we can’t breathe without And I’ll seek a woman like you And we’ll reach for hands with which I can learn And we’ll keep these hands I can hold what I can hold
So she said to me Give me words that I can fold And then I’ll keep them in my pocket above my shirt and above my heart and above my home These hands I can hold I can hold
Turmeric in teas and wisdom of our own And there’s plastic in our seas And there’s plastic in our homes, in our homes These hands I can hold I can hold
Hold, hands I can hold, I can hold Hold, these hands I can hold, I can hold
And so we will share some tea on the porch And then we’ll spend time In the sea in before and after dark And all this stone and wood All this stone and wood will stay here, stay clear And you know that we’ll get old The hands I can hold, I can hold
Hold hands I can hold, I can hold Hold these hands I can hold, I can hold
See I can’t promise you much But time by the sea And I can’t promise you things But I can promise you these
Hands I can hold I can hold Hands I can hold, I can hold These hands I can hold, I can hold These hands I can hold, I can hold These hands I can hold, I can hold These hands I can hold, I can hold These hands I can hold, I can hold These hands I can hold, I can hold