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  1. Hands

From the recording Hands

Lyrics

I drive around here
Thinkin’ about you
Do you think about me
The same way I do you?

My hands are strong and capable
I can show you sometime
In my pick up truck
We can go real far

There’s a tombstone here
No one pays it much mind
Just some people in the ground
Bones crumbling

Your eyes are diamonds
Just like the one they stole
No one seems to care about it
You don’t care at all

I imagine you
Flimsy satin and bows
Blood pumpin in my veins
Too late to change things

I saw a glowing light
On my way home
Was I imagining things
I don't think so

Your eyes are diamonds
Just like the one they stole
No one seems to care about it
You don’t care at all

You can buy anything
From a catalog of things
But you can’t buy everything
That’s a mistake a man makes

No one seems to understand
The trouble it takes
The smooth lines and smells
Electricity

Your eyes are diamonds
Just like the one they stole
No one seems to care about it
You don’t care at all

You don't care
You don't care
You don't care anymore
You don't care, you don't care, you don't care

You don't care
You don't care
You don't care anymore
You don't care, you don't care, you don't care

You don't care about it
You don't care about it
You don't care about it
You don't care, you don't care, you don't care

You don't care about it
You don't care about it
You don't care about it
You don't care, you don't care, you don't care
You don't care, you don't care, you don't care
You don't care, you don't care, you don't care
You don't care, you don't care, you don't care