Hands

A hand is just another kind of hammer made of
steel Beating blindly on the anvil a hammer cannot
feel But a hand is for reaching out and touching
all you can Holding on and hoping that you'll come
to understand

Chorus

So always try to keep you heart connected
to your wrist Cause everybody knows that you can't
shake hands with a fist

A fist is just another kind of tower made of stone
Without a window anywhere you know a tower stands
alone But a hand can open windows that have never
seen the light Lead you through the darkness and
guide you through the night

Chorus