Fragrant - Dutch Uncles

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