My Hands & I
They call me Roko
I live outside your bubble
My calloused hands are always getting me out of trouble
The boys and I got no faith in tomorrow
We wait for weekends where we sweetly sing our sorrows
We're like cardinals preaching
While the choir sings
Da-da, da-da, da-da
Praying for a finer day
Che sara, sara, sara
Until then we're all hardworking wives and men
Kids playing in the street
The rest of us are unfinished books
Staying wild, hungry and free
And we'll probably have a fight to break
'Cause we never really set the record straight
Nothing my hands and I can't fix
They've got my back through thin and thick
I'm no tin man
But I know enough to fake it
I whistle while I work to the sound of my heart breaking
Oh holey jeans, courtesy of barbed-wire fences
Shelter two legs either side of my diesel engine
When I get her going
We'll ride all night
For miles, and miles, and miles
We'll chase the shadows, race the sunrise
Get out of here in style
Until then we're all hardworking wives and men
Kids playing in the street
The rest of us are unfinished books
Staying wild, hungry and free
And we'll probably have a fight to break
'Cause we never really set the record straight
Nothing my hands and I can't fix
They've got my back through thin and thick
I saw you in a vision
Donning your shattered-mirror warpaint like a valkyrie
And I saw you in a vision
Donning your shattered-mirror warpaint
Coming straight for me
Well I saw you in a vision
Donning your shattered-mirror warpaint like a valkyrie
And I saw you in a vision
Donning your shattered-mirror warpaint
Coming straight for me
Woah
Da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, hey, hey, hey
Da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, hey, hey, hey
I live outside your bubble
My calloused hands are always getting me out of trouble
The boys and I got no faith in tomorrow
We wait for weekends where we sweetly sing our sorrows
We're like cardinals preaching
While the choir sings
Da-da, da-da, da-da
Praying for a finer day
Che sara, sara, sara
Until then we're all hardworking wives and men
Kids playing in the street
The rest of us are unfinished books
Staying wild, hungry and free
And we'll probably have a fight to break
'Cause we never really set the record straight
Nothing my hands and I can't fix
They've got my back through thin and thick
I'm no tin man
But I know enough to fake it
I whistle while I work to the sound of my heart breaking
Oh holey jeans, courtesy of barbed-wire fences
Shelter two legs either side of my diesel engine
When I get her going
We'll ride all night
For miles, and miles, and miles
We'll chase the shadows, race the sunrise
Get out of here in style
Until then we're all hardworking wives and men
Kids playing in the street
The rest of us are unfinished books
Staying wild, hungry and free
And we'll probably have a fight to break
'Cause we never really set the record straight
Nothing my hands and I can't fix
They've got my back through thin and thick
I saw you in a vision
Donning your shattered-mirror warpaint like a valkyrie
And I saw you in a vision
Donning your shattered-mirror warpaint
Coming straight for me
Well I saw you in a vision
Donning your shattered-mirror warpaint like a valkyrie
And I saw you in a vision
Donning your shattered-mirror warpaint
Coming straight for me
Woah
Da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, hey, hey, hey
Da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, hey, hey, hey
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Davison
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