Little Folded Fingers Songtext
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She turns over and over again burning, or more glowing in that way
Lets make a fire she said, and use our lives to fan the flames
It′s a privilege to see it happen with full hands, never still
On fire she moves with every turning backwards above the ground
While her husband lays there still pushing memories around
In all the corners, in every town across the pines
The ants in east Texas plan their lives in cities below the power lines

But we won't ever know about that thin wire
Little lightning pieces vibrating electric
It′s on that thin wire, we're all enemy, all family


The sun is making dances up ahead heating up as far as I can see
Is it this same way everywhere?
The way a road can make a wave, right in the middle of it all
That does that kind of medicine do?
Will it work the same way every time or next time?
All fingers pointing at the edge
You said to keep making it until some thing makes sense
It's ok. No it′s not, it won′t stop moving it's always changing hold on
How does the future ever get made from what we say?
But for action and grace, or the time that we make
The innocence of that is not insignificant
Out here hunting for the start, but it′s just the opposite of that
Two hearts in the stands near the coast, hold on!
Hold on with your hands wherever you go
No matter where you go inside of you is home
Build it strong, keep us safe, that's the way
Grow it high, in every way, make a home, keep us safe

But they won′t ever know about that thin wire
Little lightning pieces vibrating electric
On that thin wire, we're all enemy, all family

It′s on that thin wire, we're all holding on to
Moving back and forth, vibrating electric in the wind
On that thin wire, little folded fingers, all family
Swaying back and forth, vibrating electric in the wind
On that thin wire, little folded fingers
On that old wire, we're all enemy, all family