Hands

I circle words your way
So careful what I say
These weights and chains complain
Like blood down a dead mans veins

So send out the alarm
It's screaming from my door
A song for every hour
You're not listening anymore
The search & rescue sirens
Try not to offend
But arms are at eleven, the beginning of the end

Your throwing away these hands that I gave
They're unwinding, the gears grinding down
I've tried everything to reset this machine
But time is running out

Our reckoning awaits
It's sixes or it's spades
So take my good intent
You devoured every hour i sent

I'll fire up a flare
A sign from ship to shore
Your blinded by the tide where beaches are no more
The sand under your soles are slipping into glass
The passing of the hours are becoming future passed

Your throwing away these hands that I gave
They're unwinding, the gears grinding down
I've tried everything to reset this machine
But time is running out

Your throwing away the hands that I gave
You're uprising, but gears grinding down
I'm gagged or I'd scream in the seconds between
Where time is running out



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Andrew Allen
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