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Through Your Hands

You were dreamin' on a park bench

About a broad highway somewhere

When the music from the carillon

Seemed to hurl your heart out therePast the scientific darkness

Past the fireflies that float

To an angel bending down

To wrap you in her warmest cloakAnd you ask, "What am I not doing?"

She says, "Your voice cannot command"

She says, "In time you will move mountains

It will come through your hands"Still you angle for an option

Still you argue for your cause

Like you wouldn't know a burning bush

Till it blew up in your faceWe dream about the future

We memorize the past

When just a simple reaching out

Could build a bridge that lastsAnd you ask, "What am I not doing?"

She says, "Your voice cannot command

In time you will move mountains

And it will come through your hands"So whatever your hands find to do

You must do with all your heart

There are thoughts enough to

Blow men's minds and tear great worlds apartThere's a healing touch to find you

Out on that broad highway somewhere

Gonna lift you as high as music

Running through an angel's hairAnd don't worry what you are not doing

'Cause your voice cannot command

And in time you will move mountains

And it will come through your hands

Through your hands, through your hands

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