Minor Alps – I Don’t Know What To Do With My Hands:
the couch is an island
a desert oasis
the room is a spaceship
and you’re an undiscovered planet
i push the hair out of my eyes
i pull the blanket around me
i bite my nails, scratch my shoulder
i peel the label off the bottle
and tear it into tiny pieces
i don’t know what to do with my hands
i don’t know what to do with my hands
maybe the phone will ring
and then i’ll get to answer it
a momentary distraction
i can’t predict your reaction to my touch
i could sit here all night
our knees almost touching
but not ever quite
i don’t know what to do with my hands
…
i can’t decide on a channel
i’m just flipping around, maybe you can choose
maybe some kind of monster
maybe i just don’t know how to reach out
i don’t know what to do with my hands
…
i kinda want it to stay this way
no wrong moves, no mistakes
nothing lost, nothing broken
like a boat on a windless ocean
i don’t know what to do
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