The Movement Of A Hand lyrics

You follow the footsteps echoes leading down a hall To a room, there's music playing Tiny bells with moving parts Here the shadows make things ugly an effect quite undesirable And The gold and yellow daylight Grows like ivy across the wall And it bounces off of the painted porcelain A tiny dancing doll Her body spins as she pirouettes Again the world suddenly seems small On an off-white, subtle morning You stretch your legs in the front seat The road has made a vacuum Where our voices used to be And you lay your head onto my shoulder Pour like water over me So if I just exist for the next ten minutes of this drive thatwould be fine And all the trees that line this curb would be rejoicing andalive Soon all the joy that pours from everything makes fountains ofyour eyes Because you finally understand the movement of a hand wavinggood-bye