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Small Hands
Keaton Henson Lyrics


Miss you terribly already,
Miss the space between your eyelids,
Where I'd stare through awkward sentences
And avoid through awkward silence

Miss your teeth when they chatter,
When we smoked out in my garden
When we couldn't sleep for all the heat,
Soft talk began to harden.

Miss your small hands in the palm of mine
The fact they're good at making,
Miss your sitting up incessantly,
And the fact you're always waking in the night, night.

And I,
I hope for your life
You forget about mine
Forget about mine

Miss your teeth dug in my shoulder,
As we rolled in early morning,
Miss your arm dying beneath me,
As I lay there simply yawning

Please forget me, you were right dear,
I am cold and self-involved,
And though I'll miss you, recent lover
I am weak and therefore fold

Get distracted by my music,
Think of nothing else but art
I'll write my loneliness in poems,
If I can just think how to start

Dot my I's with eyebrow pencils,
Close my eyelids, hide my eyes,
I'll be idle in my ideals,
Think of nothing else but I.

I, and I

And I,
I hope for your life
You can forget about mine
Just forget about mine
Oh, mine.

Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Keaton Leslie Henson

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

rasp berry

Miss you terribly already
Miss the space between your eyelids,
Where I'd stare through awkward sentences
And void through awkward silence

Miss your teeth when they chatter,
When we smoked out in my garden
When we couldn't sleep for all the heat,
Soft talk began to harden

Miss your small hands in the palm of mine,
The fact they're good at making
Miss you sitting up incessantly,
And the fact you're always waking in the night
And night

And I,
I hope for your life
You forget about mine
Forget about mine

Miss your teeth dug in my shoulder,
As we rolled in early morning,
Miss your arm dying beneath me,
As I lay there, simply yawning

Please forget me, you were right dear
I am cold and self-involved
And though I'll miss you, recent lover
I am weak and therefore fold

Get distracted by my music,
Think of nothing else but art
I'll write my loneliness in poems,
If I can just think how to start

Dot my I's with eyebrow pencils,
Close my eyelids, hide my eyes,
I'll be idle in my ideals,
Think of nothing else but I
I
And I

And I
I hope for your life
You can forget about mine
Just forget about mine

Oh, mine
Mine



tea

"Think of nothing else but I
Ill write my loneliness in poem
If i can just think how to start

Dot my "i's" with eyebrow pencils
Close my eyelids, hide my eyes
Ill be idle in my ideals
Think of nothing else but I"
Thats genius lyric writing right there <3



dill pickle

Full Lyrics:

Miss you terribly already
Miss the space between your eyelids,
Where I'd stare through awkward sentences
And void through awkward silence

Miss your teeth when they chatter,
When we smoked out in my garden
When we couldn't sleep for all the heat,
Soft talk began to harden

Miss your small hands in the palm of mine,
The fact they're good at making
Miss you sitting up incessantly,
And the fact you're always waking in the night
And night

And I,
I hope for your life
You forget about mine
Forget about mine

Miss your teeth dug in my shoulder,
As we rolled in early morning,
Miss your arm dying beneath me,
As I lay there, simply yawning

Please forget me, you were right dear
I am cold and self-involved
And though I'll miss you, recent lover
I am weak and therefore fold

Get distracted by my music,
Think of nothing else but art
I'll write my loneliness in poems,
If I can just think how to start

Dot my I's with eyebrow pencils,
Close my eyelids, hide my eyes,
I'll be idle in my ideals,
Think of nothing else but I
I
And I

And I
I hope for your life
You can forget about mine
Just forget about mine

Oh, mine
Mine



Victória Breves

Já sinto tanto sua falta
Sinto falta do espaço entre suas pálpebras
Onde eu olho através de frases estranhas
E evito através do silêncio constrangedor

Sinto falta dos seus dentes quando eles rangem
Quando fumamos em meu jardim
Quando não conseguíamos dormir devido ao calor
A conversa mole começou a endurecer

Sinto falta das suas mãos pequenas na palma das minhas
O fato de que elas são boas em fazer
Sinto falta de você incessantemente ficar até tarde
E o fato de você estar sempre acordando na noite, noite

E eu
Eu espero que para a sua vida
Você esqueça da minha
Esqueça da minha

Sinto falta dos seus dentes cravados no meu ombro
À medida que rolávamos no início da manhã
Sinto falta do seu braço morrendo debaixo de mim
Enquanto eu estava ali simplesmente bocejando

Por favor, me esqueça, você estava certa, querida
Eu sou frio e egocêntrico
E embora eu vá sentir sua falta, amante recente
Eu sou fraco e, portanto, dobro

Me distraio com a minha música
Não penso em outra a não ser arte
Eu vou escrever a minha solidão em poemas
Se eu puder apenas pensar em como começar

Colocar os pingos dos I's com lápis de sobrancelha
Fechar meus olhos, esconder meus olhos
Serei negligente em meus ideais
Pensar em mais nada além de mim

Eu, e eu

E eu
Eu espero que para a sua vida
Você consiga esquecer da minha
Apenas esqueça da minha
Oh, a minha



All comments from YouTube:

Matthew

There's a certain sorrow that Keaton projects with his music that strikes a cord in me, it really makes me appreciate my own sorrow.

Green

“ where there is light,
a shadow appears.
the cause and effect
when life interferes. 
the same rule applies
to goodness and grief; 
for in our great sorrow,
we learn what joy means.”
- sleeping at last

Azmodan

Certain sorrow? This song is downright heartwrenching. The video makes it even worse. If you’ve ever had someone who you love more than you love yourself ripped away from you, you’ll understand.

Grarglejobber

cord means a bundle of wood. Chord is the word you're looking for.

Atheer Mesfer

Jim Who omg you said exactly what I couldn't turn into words.

Ren RN

Jim Who My sentiments exactly.

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Rico Calimbas

I think "Small Hands" is about a song about not being able to handle so much of our emotions at the same time. We usually think people with "bigger" hands are capable of holding so much more when everyone have small hands. Its only when we think that enough is never enough so we lose things we never meant to lose. We lose grasp of things that were there and even overlooking things. Only when you take that last thing in your hand and it starts to overwhelm and that one thing, no matter how small will overfill your small hands causing everything to fall out. You collapse and there's really onlt ever one thing to do; to close your eyes and to offer what you dont have in hopes of starting over once again. We all have small hands but thats not always a bad thing, in fact it reminds us our vulnerability inside each one of us

morgan irl

For me i think it's about a man who is so self centered and focused on his own problems and life that he's losing the person he loves. He knows he cares so much about his art and personal struggles that he tells this person she should forget him and live her own life because that's what he does himself. He regrets he can't be the one she deserves, but he knows he will never be so he tells her to go.

Tayto Potato

@Tommie Wesley everyone will have different perspectives on what message the song is trying to give.

Brie plays

@Tommie Wesley wtf man are you ok

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