Hands

I listen to the fabric shift
To picture where your palms exist
Eyes closed so no light will fit
Your hands pass it’s hypnotic
I listen as the feeling goes
I want to peek but I won’t
Willingly I’m blind for this
Hysteria in my chest
Now
Now your hands come down, the weight is heavy
My senses are on fire
Hope you won’t let go
I could hold on forever
The pressure is on
You sing out and I will listen up
Till you tap me out I won’t let up
I’m the one that you can lean on
I help your exorcise your demons
Do I want you to too much to handle
When your hands pass by its hypnotic
Now
Now your hands come down
The weight is heavy
My senses are on fire
Oh, Hope you won’t let go
I could hold on forever
The pressure is on