Do you know enough to hold you tears
and stand the test of time
To survive you hold hands together and kneel
but still you act supine

I miss my early morning drives to UP as an undergrad listening to this on the radio on NU 107.

Idle Hands
Sheila and the Insects
Manipulator

Do you find the time to read the lines
inside your guilty hands
Do you know enough to make or break
a fist if the gods so demand

Hold back the sea
Rivers that flow
Hold back the tide in your soul
Hold back the sea
Rivers that flow
Hold back the tide in your soul

And the lights are all gone
Drowned in the trickling sand

These are my idle hands
They know not me
And these are my idle hands

Do you know enough to hold you tears
and stand the test of time
To survive you hold hands together and kneel
but still you act supine

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