
Date of issue: 06.08.2015
Song language: English
Brave Hands |
Believed that I was made from frail and broken things |
And I’m scared that’s all I’ll be |
I fell hard to the ground as a child and cut up my knee |
Saw my father’s blood as it poured out |
The first gift I ever received |
I felt it sting and the spit of the sea |
As the waves rose up to comfort me |
And they said, so softly |
«You don’t have to feel alone like this |
Come inside, let us take you» |
It’s too late to forgive |
What’s done is done |
I’ll leave and forget |
I hope you pay for what you did |
You gave me my name |
Just a spark that’s spit out from forever’s flame |
With a grudge and a note that’s attached to our family’s blood |
That says, «I tried so hard to be a good man |
I tried so hard to get it right |
I tried so hard to be better than my father |
Give you a better life than mine» |
And I dreamed that I’d be met with brave and loving hands |
They’d set me free from who I’d been |
Make me at peace with who I am |
You said you’d stay, but they dug a hole |
I wish I forgave you before we lost your soul |
Believed that I was made from frail and broken things |
And I’m scared that’s all I’ll be |
Name | Year |
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Broke | 2017 |
Fallow | 2017 |
God (Bring It Back) | 2017 |
Windowless | 2015 |
Old & Grey | 2015 |
The Path | 2015 |
The Planet | 2015 |
Pulse | 2017 |
Bluejay | 2015 |
Hibernation Hymn | 2017 |
The First One | 2017 |
Stranger Sounds | 2017 |
Somewhere, n.D. | 2017 |
Bombs over (Intermission) | 2017 |
Head North Is a Business | 2017 |
Sort of Medicine | 2017 |
By Presidential Decree | 2017 |