Two Hands - Big Thief

You somehow let me down

Both hands and a gentleman

You could not take me through

New plans or tell me who

New friends, I can make some too

I know

You somehow took me in

Both arms, my marked up skin

Two hands, places you had been

I needed

And the more that we try

To figure through the answers

To repeat ourselves

To deny, deny

Now you call my bluff

All clear and it gets so rough

Stone-faced in the light

The air and the jagged bite

Cold air, the wisdom of the night

Between us

And the more that we try

To figure through the answers

To repeat ourselves

To deny, deny

To deny, deny, deny

Somehow we exist

In the folds, and now we’ll kiss

Both hands, the mystery before us

She’s reaching

But I could not take you through

New plans, or tell you who

New friends, you can make some too

I know