Your Shape In My Fingers

Lyrics

Verse

I remember your shape in my fingers
Your shadow still waits in the dark
And I hear you callin' my name
And I see you holdin' my heart

Chorus

'Cause you held me like water
Slipped through my fingers
I feel you still in my bones
Like all the ghosts of my mothers
Your shape lingers
But only the dead feel at home
But only the dead feel at home
Only the dead feel at home
Only the dead feel at home

Verse 2

Oh the ghost of a saint ain't a sinner
But a lost spirit needs no cross
No martyr's gone to save
Just the one you loved and lost

Chorus

'Cause you held me like water
Slipped through my fingers
I feel you still in my bones
Like all the ghosts of my mothers
Your shape lingers
But only the dead feel at home
But only the dead feel at home
Only the dead feel at home
Only the dead feel at home
Only the dead feel at home
Only the dead feel at home
Only the dead feel at home

About the track

Your Shape In My Fingers revolves around the intimate feeling that remains after losing someone: the physical memory of their body, their warmth in bed and the way certain people stay in your memory even when they are gone.

Melancholy deep house, atmospheric pads and nocturnal grooves convey a ghostly presence that is emotional rather than supernatural: someone who disappeared, but whose touch is still alive between the lights going out and the frequencies of the early hours.