Lyrics Old Man's Hands - Darren Hayman, Terry Edwards

Old Man's Hands

He started writing things down
He placed all his tools in a row
He wrote down things he repelled
People and friends he let go
All the long life batteries give in overtime
All the blinking pulsars and dwarfs stars align
The eggshell blue on the door frame
Was old and started to flake
He sanded it back to the wood
He smooth all the roughness away