Lost River/Old River - Share These Hands

There's a quiet place inside my folded hands
A tiny forest of secret gears and exploded plans
We'll share a state sewn from remembering within ourselves
Spread out so carefully in the circles of our minds
We're moving towards green and gold again

Written by:
Matthew Kemp

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