Oct 19
my hands remember
my hands remember
They remember the strings, lined across the frets
The remember the keys and how the chords connect
The remember the day, the first time I held a cigarette
and yet
today my hands forget...
my hands remember
They remember the strings, lined across the frets
The remember the keys and how the chords connect
The remember the day, the first time I held a cigarette
and yet
today my hands forget...
lost in what I'm doing, my memories fade away
