Hands

It’s been a long time

Since words were buildings around us

I found them hard to reach with my hands

Walls were coming down as I step around them

Around them, around them



Now I know that

Beside those words there were no hands

And the feeling is not what you claim it to be

When the only thing we do is

Coming down and around there

We’re coming down and around there



There you are again, with the same hands

Lay your words again and then you

Though I tried not to come around

What I harm is in my heart

Though I tried not to come around what I harm is