His Hands Matched His Tongue is sung from the 1st-person point-of-view of Hunter. In it, the boy remarks on his curiosity about the world outside of the Lake, his feelings of unease, and his reluctance to ask his mother about them.
Also note, this is the first song in the album series sung from the...
[Verse 1]
A long walk home, riddled with regret
Uncommonly comfortable, but still I believe
That in time I think I'll see just what's been weighing down on me
An unearthly void collapsed, exposing what was trapped
To release this serendipitous design
[Verse 2]
The smell of smoke, the evening sky was bruised
Belated conversations saturate anticipation for the answers that simply won't come
But not I, I won't ask
Forget my place amongst the grass
The leaves and the trees remember me
And in my naïveté it might be seen
The pail has leaks and even if
You put all your water into it
You end up with nothing left to drink
The well has gone dry and I with it
[Chorus]
Oh, someday she'll be gone
Oh, someday she'll be gone
Oh, someday she'll be gone
Oh, someday she'll be gone
[Post-Chorus]
(We'll still have a song to sing
We'll still have a song to sing
We'll still have a song to sing
We'll still have a song to sing)
[Outro]
Sing softly, bring me to the lake
Sing softly, sing me to the lake
(We'll still have a song to sing) (Oh, someday she'll be gone)
Sing softly, bring me to the lake
Sing softly, sing me to the lake
(We'll still have a song to sing) (Oh, someday she'll be gone)
Sing softly, bring me to the lake
Sing softly, sing me to the lake
(We'll still have a song to sing) (Oh, someday she'll be gone)
Sing softly, bring me to the lake
Sing softly, sing me to the lake
(We'll still have a song to sing) (Oh, someday she'll be gone)
His Hands Matched His Tongue was written by Casey Crescenzo.
His Hands Matched His Tongue was produced by Casey Crescenzo.
The Dear Hunter released His Hands Matched His Tongue on Tue Sep 26 2006.