Lyrics Fragrant - Dutch Uncles

Fragrant

My tongue paces
Our blood plays us
Come now, won’t you come around
Could you falter now?
Come now, won’t you come around
You’re my fragrance now
Hands, hands hands, you hold me up
My thirst wasted
Our home it takes it
When my tongue paces
Our blood plays on us
Come now, won’t you come around
You’re my favourite now
Hands, hands, hands, you hold me up
In this prime
In this prime
Prime of pride
In both our lives
Come now, won’t you come around
You’re my fragrance now
Hands, hands, hands you hold me up
In this prime
In this prime
Prime of pride
In both our lives