hand to hold

I'd bend the Redwoods with my calloused hands
I'd throw darts in the dark
To mend this hollow feeling

I'm running in circles
And I'm chasing ghosts in the ceiling

I need a hand to hold
Squeeze so hard
I'll always know

Barely listening to the evening news
With our world aflame
Fighting with cracked beams
I'm afraid I'm fraying at the seams

I'm trying to reel the sky in
And I'm chasing ghosts in the ceiling

I gotta hand to hold
Squeeze so hard
We'll always know



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Writer(s): Oliver Horton
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