Trustful Hands-The Do
We are sentimental animals
we are criminals
we were meant to make a thing or two
meant to break the laws of gravity
hold on or so
lights out let go
stay pause and ease
breath out and in
oh no, no, no, no there comes chaos
reach out like me
easely soft in
when i dance in desorder
do i want to make sense at all
no no no no, not this time
comes and goes comes and goes
chaos is my second home
i don't mind where i land
as long as i'm in trustful hands
We are sentimental animals
we are criminals
we were meant to make a thing or two
meant to break the laws of gravity
when bridges loose ground
bite the dust for a while
for when it's order when it's needed
do i want to make some at all
oh no, no, no, no there comes chaos
oh no no no no, not this time
comes and goes comes and goes
chaos is my second home
i don't mind where i land
as long as i'm in trustful hands
We are sentimental animals
we are criminals
we were meant to make a thing or two
meant to break the laws of gravity
We are sentimental animals
we are criminals
we were meant to make a thing or two
meant to break the laws of gravity