Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Dedicated to her

Jewel
Hands

If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we're all ok
And not to worry cause worry is wasteful
and useless in times like these
I won’t not be made useless
Won't be idled with despair
I’ll gather myself around my faith
for light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small, I know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I’m never broken

Poverty
Stole your golden shoes
It didn't steal your laughter
Heartache came to visit me
but I knew it wasn't ever after
We will fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what's right
Cause where there's a man who has no voice
there ours shall go singing


My hands are small, I know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I’m never broken

In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters

I will get down on my knees and I will pray
I will get down on my knees and I will pray
I will get down on my knees and I will pray

My hands are small, I know,
but they're not yours they are my own
but they're not yours they are my own
and I’m never broken

We are never broken
We are
God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart

We are
God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's hands
We are God's hands
We are God's hands

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