Lyrics Idle Hands - As A Conceit, philip strand

Idle Hands

Idle hands can be, the devil’s plaything
You kept yourself busy and you’ve grown
Accustomed to those things, you would be greeting
Sacrifices turned to mean something
And on that bed you laid, I’ll be waiting
Cause memories will soon turn blurred and creased
We will look up
Now and, always
When we’re in need
Now that there’s only peace
We will look up
Now and always
There is more fight
In you than you’ll ever know
Once you said, remember that
The higher you sit, the longer the shadow you cast
And I will not forget, I won’t forget
Even a tree a thousand feet tall
Will sooner or later, have to
Watch its leaves fall
But take a closer look
And you’ll see how those leaves just got back to their roots
We’re afraid to burn too soon, not to live up to the legacy
To the things that you gave up not to give up on your family
Now take your time to rest
For I learned the lesson
It’s spelled humbleness
I’m glad learned it in person
I will carry your last words for anyone to see em
They were «this is it», so let it be it
If you’ll ever need to rest inside a forest
Remember that the boughs that bear the most
Are the one to hang the lowest
Once you said, remember that
The higher you sit, the longer’s the shadow you cast
I will not forget, I won’t forget
And I’ll, recall the pride in your eyes
And just wonder what you’d say when in need of advice
Cause before I go wrong once, I’d rather ask twice
Since in life you get nothing in return when you’re asked to pay the price