give me words that I can fold
And then I'll keep them in my pocket
Above my shirt and above my heart
These hands I can hold, I can hold
Turmeric in teas and wisdom of our own
And there's plastic in our seas
And there's plastic in our homes, in our homes
These hands I can hold, I can hold
we'll share some tea on the porch
And then we'll spend time
in the sea before and after dark
And all this stone and wood,
will stay here, stay clear
And you know that we'll get old
Hands I can hold, I can hold
Hands I can hold, I can hold
Hands I can hold, I can hold
These hands I can hold, I can hold
These hands I can hold, I can hold
These hands I can hold, I can hold
These hands I can hold, I can hold
These hands I can hold, I can hold
These hands I can hold, I can hold
