Oh, he took me up
To the meadow above
And I parked at the lot down the street
Oh, he took me up
And I said he's out of luck
But he stole a little fragment of me
It's a hand print
Indent on your sidewalk
Baked under the hot sun
Branded on your skin
It's a gold ring
Deep inside a junk drawer
Maybe it's forever
Maybe I'm not sure
Oh, salt in the sea
Waves take cliffs more strong than me
So I'd ask could you be kind to what remains
Oh, sliver of grief
Little stolen puzzle piece
Where I let the light shine through me every day
It's a hand print
Indent on your sidewalk
Baked under the hot sun
Branded on your skin
It's a gold ring
Deep inside a junk drawer
Maybe it's forever
Maybe I'm not sure
It's a hand print
Indent on your sidewalk
Baked under the hot sun
Branded on your skin
It's a gold ring
Deep inside a junk drawer
Maybe it's forever
Maybe I'm not sure
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Oh, he took me up
To the meadow above
And I parked at the lot down the street
Oh, he took me up
And I said he's out of luck
But he stole a little fragment of me
It's a hand print
Indent on your sidewalk
Baked under the hot sun
Branded on your skin
It's a gold ring
Deep inside a junk drawer
Maybe it's forever
Maybe I'm not sure
Oh, salt in the sea
Waves take cliffs more strong than me
So I'd ask could you be kind to what remains
Oh, sliver of grief
Little stolen puzzle piece
Where I let the light shine through me every day
It's a hand print
Indent on your sidewalk
Baked under the hot sun
Branded on your skin
It's a gold ring
Deep inside a junk drawer
Maybe it's forever
Maybe I'm not sure
It's a hand print
Indent on your sidewalk
Baked under the hot sun
Branded on your skin
It's a gold ring
Deep inside a junk drawer
Maybe it's forever
Maybe I'm not sure
To the meadow above
And I parked at the lot down the street
Oh, he took me up
And I said he's out of luck
But he stole a little fragment of me
It's a hand print
Indent on your sidewalk
Baked under the hot sun
Branded on your skin
It's a gold ring
Deep inside a junk drawer
Maybe it's forever
Maybe I'm not sure
Oh, salt in the sea
Waves take cliffs more strong than me
So I'd ask could you be kind to what remains
Oh, sliver of grief
Little stolen puzzle piece
Where I let the light shine through me every day
It's a hand print
Indent on your sidewalk
Baked under the hot sun
Branded on your skin
It's a gold ring
Deep inside a junk drawer
Maybe it's forever
Maybe I'm not sure
It's a hand print
Indent on your sidewalk
Baked under the hot sun
Branded on your skin
It's a gold ring
Deep inside a junk drawer
Maybe it's forever
Maybe I'm not sure
Writer: Hudson Pollock, Jake Weinberg, Quinn Barnitt
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC