Slow Rt. Hand Lyrics

Warm your hands, a smokestack heart
Swear on your cloudy eyes
Someone's talking through your mouth
Some monkeys sleep through anythingEaster postcards, cloudy eyes
Just more to stick to, just more slow
Seen you coming, heard the noise
To tease you off your slow right handChew your stitches, airport days
Leave you safe and come back old
The house got small, you taste the same
Some monkeys sleep through anythingEaster island, wicked heel
Cotton thorn, sweet perfume
Seen you coming, heard the noise
Songwriters
Temistoclas Hugo RutiliPublished by
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd. Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.