"hands" written by jacqui armbruster
audio/video production by micah nicol
recorded at the arnold arboretum in boston ma in October 2023
lyrics:
not quite sure when i learned that no two things ever truly touch
but i cried
at the thought that I've not held onto anything i've got
my grandfathers hands or the limbs of a tree
no orange peels, no steering wheels driving me
we're all dying slow, floating fast
sun peaks through clouds of blue but its all illusions of the light
trying to forget you, if i just think logically i might
make it through
'cause speaking scientifically, you've never laid a single fucking hand on me
all my atoms have been made new
without you