Christian Tusk hold your wrists

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I was taking all my time, stubbornly refused to walk the line with you
I was sick and scared to death, everything around me just revealed truths
Now it's a long way back to the place where I need to be
‘Coz there is not a place where I can go
I was always making holes in everything that I was ever told to face
I didn't want to comprehend that all the time we chose to spend was time to waste
Now it's a long way back to the place where I need to be
‘Coz there is not a place where I can go
And I'm glad you taught me so
I will dig your hole, I will lay you down
I will kiss your feet, I will press your brow
I will hold your wrists as your pulse desists
And then I'll know
I was seeking friendship from the shapes under my eyelids, I was wrong to try
But you can't force a man to see when he's aware he's nothing left to leave behind
Now it's a long way back to the place where I need to be
‘Coz there is always time for simpler things
I will dig your hole, I will lay you down
I will kiss your feet, I will press your brow
I will hold your wrists as your pulse desists
And then I'll know
Learning now to reacquaint, a soaring youth with common pain
And a sadness hiding safe with a blessed faith maintained
With sulphur lying on my sleeve and water running in my wine
The life that got diluted is the life that we all left behind
I will dig your hole, I will lay you down
I will kiss your feet, I will press your brow
I will hold your wrists as your pulse

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