Traces

Moulding arms and moulding minds
The tears on clay cheeks have long since dried
And his eyes are closed while his heart is mending
Hanging by a string

His hands still are holding on to dance
His feet still remember all the steps
Falling in and out of time
Love seeps through his hands, some left behind
He's holding on to search her eyes
For traces of hope

Drenched in water, her hands run over
Erasing creases and tiny craters
She draws new rivers with her fingers
And traces a smile

Her hands still are holding on to dance
Her feet still remember all the steps
Falling in and out of time
Love seeps through her hands, some left behind
She's holding on to search his eyes
For traces of hope



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