With My Hands Out (feat. Julie Doiron & Fred Squire)

With My Hands Out:

I want to go back across that sea with my hands out

and I will rise from the water and though I'm cold and wet I will be clean.

I want to come back from this robbery with my hands up

and I will lie down and be handcuffed. Take me. I am yours.

Dripping wet, just try and hold me.

I am dripping wet and limp.