Hands (Studio Outtake)

[Verse 1]

If I could tell the world just one thing, it would be that we're all okay

Not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful and useless in times like these

Our hands are small nice weapons of conscience if they're not idle with despair

We gather ourselves around our faithful light as the darkness most feared

[Chorus]

Our hands are small, I know

But they're not yours, they are our own

But they're not yours, they are my own

And we shall go unbroken

[Verse 2]

Somе things are subject to a higher law

You do not own us, you who nеver saw

You won't use my hands to fight your wars

To close your eyes, to cripple your doors

'Cause getting by isn't getting enough

And neither is welfare or thankless jobs

Because where there is a man who has no voice

There ours shall go singing

[Chorus]

Our hands are small, I know

But they're not yours, they are my own

But they're not yours, they are our own

And we shall go unbroken

[Bridge]

In the end, only kindness matters

In the end, only kindness matters

[Verse 3]

Oh, some things cannot be broken, some things can't be undone

You cannot ever take away what has already been won

[Chorus]

Our hands are small, I know

But they're not yours, they are my own

But they're not yours, they are our own

And we shall go unbroken

We shall go unbroken