Finding Seventeen Hands

hands and feet are gone
i lost the chance to walk away
my lips healed, but i don't know what to say
truth is trust, and trust is power
picture nothing perfect
you know me better than you think
set to sleep but slept the sheep out
age is never tough, it's all
there's nothing in the way of this

it's hardly touching it
the neighbours peek from their backyards
sundown has always brought you up
it's laughing behind your hands
twitched and stuttered but i went back
truth is trust, and trust is power
picture nothing perfect
you know me better than you think
set to sleep but slept the sheep out
age is always tough, it's all
there's something in the way of this

always under you
today you stole everything back
always inside young
today you stole everything back

tear your hands away
my reflection in your head
i always dream about more sleep
you can take me back
but you cant take the past away
you can only take what's left of me
pick a perfect branch
to mark my back with arrows
promise you'll never promise truth
its a drain, its all the same
braid my arms with yours
my hands are fastened to your neck
you never breathe in sync with me
tie it like a knot that falls apart
when you need it to hold
it always tends to break
mine are all in time
i slid across your back
there's a trail of tangled legs
now there's more to me than you