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CARIE'S HANDS
A blind man bluffing, hearts in his sleeve.
A wise man learning the scriptures in leaves.
Carie's hands, Carie's hands
I think about, I think about
Carie's hands, Carie's hands
I think about, I think about
Carie's hands, Carie's hands
I think about, I think about
Carie's hands.
An old man sweeping hearts on the floor.
A new man rowing cloud-colored oars.
Carie's hands, make an example of me.
Carie's hands, within and without me always.
Carie's hands, Carie's hands.
Carie's hands, Carie's hands
I think about, I think about
Carie's hands, Carie's hands
I think about, I think about
when morning comes
and duty calls
from widow walks.
I can't feel at all
Carie's hands, Carie's hands
I think about, I think about
Carie's hands, Carie's hands
I think about, I think about
Carie's hands, Carie's hands
I think about, I think about
Carie's hands.
DAS - San Francisco, California, USA
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