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Dotcoma — Our Hand
Published: 2009-09-02 01:05:59 +0000 UTC; Views: 155; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 3
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He's gonna get hurtThey say
Like the violence of mob psychology
The potential is there,
We could say
At least
Haste
When the wind starts whispering again
Let's take a real close listen
When the clouds blot out the sky
Let's look real close
It'll be real clear
Promise
The hardest to date
The harshest statement
The worst state
The trees began unnaturally green
And now they've just browned
But it still clings to life
Like rushed words from my heat
If this is all there is
It doesn't get much better than this
Even in the doubt
Even through passing out
If this is all there is
I can deal with that
Tonight
The lonely dreams will call
Preoccupied phone call
Even with the drought
I gave you my word
And that is all
And that is all I can give
That is all we can have
If this is all there is
It could be enough for the both of us
If that is all there is
I'll deal
My own hand
