His Hands Matched His Tongue - Songtext
von The Dear Hunter

A long walk home, riddled with regret
Uncommonly comfortable
But still I believe that, in time, I think I′ll see
Just what's been weighing down on me
An unearthly void collapsed, exposing what was trapped
To release this serendipitous design

The smell of smoke, the evening sky was proof
Belated conversations saturate anticipation
For the answers that simply won′t come

But not I, I won't ask
Forget my place amongst the grass
The leaves and the trees remember me
And in my naïveté, it might be seen
The pail has leaks, and even if
You put all your water into it
You'll end up with nothing left to drink
The well has gone dry, and I with it


Oh, someday she′ll be gone
Oh, someday she′ll be gone
Oh, someday she'll be gone
Oh, someday she′ll be gone
We'll still have her song to sing
We′ll still have her song to sing
We'll still have her song to sing
We′ll still have her song to sing
We'll still have her song to sing (Sing softly, bring me to the lake) [Oh, someday she'll be gone]
We′ll still have her song to sing (Sing softly, bring me to the lake) [Oh, someday she′ll be gone]
We'll still have her song to sing (Sing softly, bring me to the lake) [Oh, someday she′ll be gone]
We'll still have her song to sing (Sing softly, bring me to the lake) [Oh, someday she′ll be gone]

Sing softly, sing me to the lake
Sing softly, sing me to the lake
Sing softly, sing me to the lake
Sing softly, bring me to the lake
Sing softly, sing me to the lake
Sing softly, sing me to the lake
Sing softly, sing me to the lake
Sing softly, bring me to the lake
Sing softly, sing me to the lake
Sing softly, sing me to the lake
Sing softly, sing me to the lake
Sing softly, bring me to the lake
Sing