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show me your palm your soft, sweaty skin i can read the lines between your fingers i don't know it all there's some things i can't say and your purse can't help defy the future you'll find love underneath a stone pick it up and keep it in your pocket you'll see bars, the finest bars of steel encircle you on one december morning you will see shapes that don't fit in their holes just build a boat and sail across the ocean take them to a man, a man without his eyes he'll feel the wood and carve them into answers you'll find love underneath a stone pick it up and keep it in your pocket you'll see bars, the finest bars of steel encircle you on one december morning you'll find love underneath a stone pick it up and keep it in your pocket you'll see bars, the finest bars of steel encircle you on one december morning From Letras Mania