Lines On Palms - Josh Pyke

Sometimes I know I become

All that’s weak in a man, and weak in a boy

But I keep trying and I won’t quit

And that must be worth something more

Than a strong man who believes

That there’s nothing left to try for

And I can be cold, I know, I know

But a woman is a warm breath on the back of your neck

And a warm belly pressed against yours

We need to feel the sum of all our parts

Are more than what’s laid out in lines upon our palms

Although our hands aren’t tied, we move as though they are

There’s one house in every town that everyone fears

And everyone steers clear

And I don’t wanna live like that

I’d rather live somewhere more like you

By the sea, where the cliffs keep sentry

Watching over me

And it can get rough out there I know

But a woman is a sail that remains unfurled

So stay ahead of the wind, man, or you won’t catch her

We need to feel the sum of all our parts

Are more than what’s laid out in lines upon our palms

Although our hands aren’t tied, we move as though they are

Until we’re bound by branching out

Sometimes I know where I am

And what I’m doing, and what things might become

But that always seems such a fleeting state

For the remainder of the time I feel like I am a babe in the woods,

howling for deliverance

And I can be cold, I know, I know

But a woman is a warm breath on the back of your neck

And a warm belly pressed against yours