Trustful Hands (Gilligan Moss remix)

hold on, go slow
lights out, let go
stay put, at ease
breathe out, then in
oh no no no
there comes chaos
creatures like me
easily sucked in
when i dance in disorder
do i want to
make sense at all

no no no
not this time, it
comes and goes
comes and goes
chaos is my second home
i don't mind
where i land
as long as i'm in trustful hands

we are
sentimental animals
we are
undercover criminals
we were
meant to make a thing or two
meant to break the laws of gravity too

burn bridges, lose ground
bite the dust for a while
where's order when it's needed?
do i want to
make some at all
no no no no
there comes chaos back
oh no...