Hands I Can Hold - Ziggy Alberts

And 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 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, we’ll share some tea on the porch

And then we’ll spend time

In the sea 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

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