The Plastic Kind - These Hands

When you take the hand you take the heart
You silence the beat with your robot parts
And still you sing your siren song
The words are all missing it's oh so wrong

The bodies do fall in this neighborhood
Never thought we'd die, never figured we would
Your touch is so soft on the ancient hardware
We pushed the button on a childish dare

Oh! These hands and the things they can do
Reflections of the heart's intent
The mind's a fuzzy instrument
The mouth is dry but the hands they never lie
They never lie

The electro-machines, they tap out this beat
I'm certain there's symmetry in their circuitry
A hinge and the clasp, its skin and bone
It points to where it wants us to go

But our motor skills are so finely tuned
We turned the radio dial back as far as we could
And still there's a pulse, touch and you'll feel
The current still alternating inside of you

Oh! These hands and the things they can do
Reflections of the heart's intent
The mind's a fuzzy instrument
The mouth is dry but the hands they never lie
They never lie

You took my hand, you took my heart
You killed its beat with your robot parts
I lost my mind, it fell apart
Falling in love is a lost art

Written by:
Jamey Baumgardt

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