The Hundred in The Hands - Keep It Low
Wait for me in times of trouble
Stay up late, keep it low
Ground it deep in your love
Falling in and falling out under
Close the eyes seeking together
Keeping close, put it down
Ground it deep in your love
Falling into the quiet lower..
Under solid black skies, wide awake
I don't wanna go home
We sink under, kissing the tunnels
Descending distant channels
We sink down and rise up
Under solid black skies, wide awake
I don't wanna go home
Home, home, home
Under solid black skies, wide awake
I don't wanna go home
Don't wanna go home, home, home
On my own, my feet
I grounded deep and you're the...
On my own, my feet
I grounded deep
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