Jana Hunter
palms
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I open my hands to you.
I open my hands to you.
And I showed you my plams.
I showed you my soft skin for what it really was.
When I walk myself home.
When I walk myself home.
I feel your breath, even though you're already long gone.
- Album:
- The Golden Apples of the Sun
- Devendra Banhart / Jana Hunter
- Blank Unstaring Heirs of Doom
- Love Above All: 11 Tracks Compiled by Devendra Banhart
- Carrion
- Motel Mozaïque 2008 Sampler
- Daytrotter Session
- Jana Hunter / Devendra Banhart
- SXSW 2006 Showcasing Artists
- SXSW 2007 Showcasing Artists
- Carrion EP