Movement Of A Hand Lyrics by Bright Eyes
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You follow the footsteps
Echoes leading down the 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 bold and yellow daylight
Grows like ivy across the walls

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
And the road has made a vacuum
Where our voices used to be
An' 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, that will be fine
And all these trees that line this curb
Would be rejoicing and alive

Soon all the joy that pours from everything
Makes fountains of your eyes
'Cause you finally understand the movement
Of a hand waving goodbye
You follow the footsteps   Echoes leading down the 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 bold and yellow daylight   Grows like ivy across the walls      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   And the road has made a vacuum   Where our voices used to be   An' 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, that will be fine   And all these trees that line this curb   Would be rejoicing and alive      Soon all the joy that pours from everything   Makes fountains of your eyes   'Cause you finally understand the movement   Of a hand waving goodbye