Story Behind The Song
Wanted to write a song acknowledging one of many aborted attempts at happiness.
Song Description
Guess things didn't work out. I'd like to blame you, but I can't. Moving right along to the next bad thing. Chronicle of a breakup.
Song Length |
3:43 |
Genre |
Pop - Alternative |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Subject |
Robots |
Similar Artists |
The Wallflowers, Matchbox Twenty |
Language |
English |
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Lyrics
FINGERS OF MY HAND
© 2002 Words & Music by Chuck Lee Bramlet
Can?t explain what is happening to me
can?t complain it?s what I made it to be
let?s just see, see how lonely I can get
Get away, why are you still here
Once it was easy
once it was held so close
let it all run through
the fingers of my hand
and wash away with the water
All my regrets
I will devote them all to you
But I forget
I don?t know which of us is true
There was a mountain
there was a kiss upon a shore
let it all run through
the fingers of my hand
and wash away with the water
Here?s your letters
Each one colder than before
Can?t continue down
the path where nothing grows
Question assumptions
assume that the questions count
let it all run through
the fingers of my hand
and wash away with the water
Last time we met
all your lipstick had worn off
closed up our lives said goodbye
walked out on Hawthorne blvd