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    "Hands"genre: Folk Rock
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    grrrrr. Angry song. Ex-girlfriends, et cetera... but mostly about hands.
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    Story Behind the Song
    This whole album was recorded at Puresound Studios in Odenton, Md. We did it in one take plus a couple of overdubs... and then some more overdubs.... and then another take. Something like that, anywho.

    Lyrics
    These are my hands
    I have scarred them
    all on my own.
    and I I have seen them fighting battles
    out on their own


    I try to mind them I am firm but kind
    they are my children
    my threatened kin
    I try to mind them
    they are silent about where they've been

    these are your wounds and I am not a healer
    mix peroxide and salt
    you know just wash it out
    watch your mouth
    I'm crawling back towards your shore

    you know confusion my hands are birds
    they've lost their focus
    floating useless upon my sides
    with my strength I've been ruthless
    but the truth won't find me here.

    it was fatal deeply hidden
    the blood on my hands
    she insists it all was hers
    under oceans I've been swimming
    there's saltwater deep within my head

    it was fetal deeply hidden
    the blood upon my hands
    I insist it is all my own
    under mountains I've been digging
    there's earth caked thick beneath my nails

    maybe thoughtless that I am I am pretentious
    but I do not stab I do not skewer
    the blood upon my hands it is all my own
    maybe thoughtless that I am I am pretentious
    but I do not stab I do not skewer
    the blood upon my hands it is all my own

    approach me with the poker held high
    belief in this thing is belief in steel
    my hands are monsters I hold them high

    cut them off they have their voices
    children's voices held up high
    up in the sky angels chide them
    "My hands are innocent"
    or so they cry.

    maybe thoughtless that I am I am pretentious
    but I do not stab I do not skewer
    the blood upon my hands it is all my own
    maybe thoughtless that I am I am pretentious
    but I do not stab I do not skewer
    the blood upon my hands it is all my own

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