Too many hands carving up the sky And leaving their mark in the sand Like history moves No matter where we stand Too many hands
There's dust in my eyes Poison in my brain An ocean that runs through my veins But here in my chest There's a feeling I don't understand Too many hands
Here on the highest cloud You can see how far we've gone Once voice cries Echo's on and on And far away gone I'll be hiding from the plan Too many hands
Traces of history Appear to cross the sky Lay down now Let your spirit fly
And too many hands Fade away with time They're losing themselves in the past Well I offer my voice Hear me if you can Too many hands
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