Human Hands

I've been talking to the wall and it's been answering me

Oh darling how I miss you

I'm just a mere shadow of my former selfishness

I crave the cellulite of your kiss

With only the blue light of the TV on

Lip reading threats and false alarms

There's a boy somewhere holding hands with himself

And a girl in a window on the Reeperbahn

Whenever I put my foot in my mouth

And you begin to doubt that it's you that I'm dreaming about

Do I have to draw you a diagram

All I ever want is just to fall into your human hands

With the kings and queens of the dance hall craze

Checkmate in three moves in your heyday

But the girls don't listen to your lines anymore

Now you're part of someone else

On the factory floor they still say "wheres the action"

Now you manufacture happiness

And get sold on the cheap for someone's satisfaction

All you toy soldiers and scaremongers

Are you living in this world sometimes I wonder

In between saying you've seen too much

And saying you've seen it all before

Tighter and tighter I hold you tightly

You know I love you more than slightly

Although I've never said it like this before