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Text: Indigo Girls. Nomads Indians Saints. Hand Me Downs.

I've taken, so many down
I've helped them all to dismount
I've followed, so many down
I take their hand me downs

All with hope, all with hope
That emptiness brings fullness
And loss of love brings wholeness
All with hope, all with hope
That emptiness brings fullness
And loss of love brings wholeness
To us all

Everything that I believe
Crawls from underneath the streets
Everything I truly love
Comes from somewhere far above
Everything that I believe
Is wrong with you is wrong with me
Everything I truly love
(Everything I truly love)
I love in you and I love in me
(I love in you and I love in me)

So give me hope, give me hope
That emptiness brings fullness
And loss of love brings wholeness
To us all

Swear you can't swim the river
(Become the beggar now)
(Become the saint somehow)
I saw you runnin' to jump in
(Become the beggar now)
(Become the saint somehow)
I swore, I'd never be your sinner
(Become the beggar now)
(Become the saint somehow)
Til' I held your sin
Hand me downs

Now you ask me, why I'm here?
(Now you ask me, why I'm here?)
The same as you, I'm scared, it's fear
I've become the beggar now
And you've become the saint somehow
Twist the words and place the blame
(Twist the words and place the blame)
And tell me now aren't we the same
Trippin' in our yellow feet
(Trippin' in our yellow feet)
Checking underneath our sheets

For some hope, give me hope
That emptiness brings fullness
And loss of love brings wholeness
Give me hope, give me hope
That emptiness brings fullness
And loss of love brings wholeness
To us all