Hands of Change
Hands of change
Slowly turning, slowly fading
Until the end
And I don't want this
Sudden rage,
As I watch you disappear
Sudden hurt
Written on a face of fear
A body full of anxiety,
Sleep won't heal
Walking away,
The trace is sealed
Sudden despair
Distance between my mind and your heart,
They never compare
And never have from the start
They say, "Go this way,
No, don't do that"
Can't keep track of time
But who does?
When there's nothing to look forward to
I know I'm nothing,
But could you love me like it's something?
To fill the gap?
Fill it fast before I fall?
I know I'm nothing,
But could you love me like it's something?
I have nothing left to give,
But I could be
All that you really need
Hands of fate
Control my own voice,
It doesn't matter what they say
I watch you fall, but you don't get up
No, not this time
When you look in my eyes,
What do you see?
Love, hurt, tears?
Pouring out uncontrollably
But only if I let you
Some things aren't meant to be
I know I'm nothing,
But could you love me like it's something?
To fill the gap?
Fill it fast before I fall?
I know I'm nothing,
But could you love me like it's something?
I have nothing left to give,
But I could be
All that you really need
Hands of mine
They're cold as ice
Left to rot,
Ashamed to be touched
Dry and lifeless
Rough, just like rocks
Heavy with burden,
Guilt and mistrust
But we can fix it
I know I'm nothing,
But could you love me like it's something?
To fill the gap?
Fill it fast before I fall?
I know I'm nothing,
But could you love me like it's something?
I have nothing left to give,
But I could be
All that you really need
(Written collaboratively with Hailey Moyer on September 18, 2012)
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Submitted on September 23, 2012
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,609 |
Words | 328 |
Stanzas | 8 |
Stanza Lengths | 12, 9, 9, 11, 9, 9, 9, 1 |
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