"Something To Do With My Hands" as written by and Marc Bianchi....
You know it kills me to see such a pretty girl so tired
You've got your mother's cheekbones and your father's crooked smile
Forget all those places that you've never really been
And all those situations you somehow found yourself in
Let your body sink into me
Like your favorite memory
Like a line of poetry
Or a fucking fit of honesty
I'll do my best to keep you, keep you sleepy as the south
With my old watch on your wrist
And my thumbs inside your mouth
Suck on my fingertips until you kill all my prints
So your boyfriend has no clue
Of how much I've been touching you

My problem with me is my problem with you
It doesn't take much
For me to come unglued
I put my headphones on
And hear your favorite songs
And it kills me to know
That this won't be one of them

You know it saves me to think even for a little while
I owned the set of shoulders that you came to rely on
Like in that movie theater when you whispered in my ear
I almost didn't make it
This has been my hardest year
Your job is killing you faster than a cancer could
So now you're giving up like they always said you would
You've got that old map out now and you found the farthest town
You hope that if you're lucky this is where you'll settle down

I don't care where you move I don't care if it's far
All that I ask is that I know where you are
In case our timing is right
In case you need more from me
Than a bit of advice
Or a tongue full of sympathy


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"Something to Do With My Hands" as written by Marc Bianchi

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    General CommentI love this song! Everytime I hear it I don't know if it makes me happy or sad.....both I guess...in a way....
    Calenladon December 12, 2005   Link
  • +1
    General CommentDelectable, you might say.
    alexis.xoxon February 07, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentLet your body sink into me
    Like your favorite memory
    Like a line of poetry
    Or a fucking fit of honesty


    great song.
    atarisemokidon May 31, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General CommentmmMmhmm i love electroindie.
    a subtle allegoryon May 31, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI put my headphones on
    And hear your favorite songs
    And it kills me to know
    That this won't be one of them

    yeah <3
    a subtle allegoryon May 31, 2004   Link
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    General CommentI'll do my best to keep you, keep you sleepy as the south

    sleepy as the south? meanings? drugs?
    a toy planeon June 02, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General Commentwhy does everything involve drugs?
    atarisemokidon June 18, 2004   Link
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    General CommentThe South is often referred to as sleepy. It's slow. They speak slowly and in some ways move slowly. It's just a slower culture.
    goodmorningmisterbenon September 29, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General CommentCheck out the Arab Strap mix on the Young Machines Remixed cd.
    Milkman82on December 16, 2004   Link
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    General Commenti just cried my heart out 'cause of this song and its relevance.
    fuck, whenever i'm in a melancholy mood i put on her space holiday and i'm cured, one way or another.
    mrs-mojo-risinon February 08, 2005   Link

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