# I’VE GOT HANDS **[Intro]** Don’t let the praying fool you. I’ve got hands. **[Hook]** I’ve got hands— two of ’em still owe me answers. One held the light, one made shadows dance. I’ve got hands— don’t make me put ’em together. Last time I prayed, somebody disappeared forever. **[Verse]** Palm full of lifelines— still couldn’t save us. Knuckles got memory. Walls don’t make statements. We built a life with four hands, now I’m stuck with the two I can’t stand. Funny— we both let go, but I’m the only one who landed. Left hand knew right, right hand played dumb. Asked God for a sign— He took the roof and left the sun. I don’t throw hands now. I release ’em. Closed fist made a point. Open palm made a season. Hands up— could mean praise, could mean freeze. Same pose for the Lord and police. Read that twice. Blue bulb over my head, moths treating me like scripture. I touched rock bottom— it asked me for a picture. Hands dirty, but the fingerprints clean. Built my Sound from the noise in between. They said, “Let go and let God.” I did half. God kept the promise. I kept the hands. **[Hook]** I’ve got hands— two of ’em still owe me answers. One held the light, one made shadows dance. I’ve got hands— don’t make me put ’em together. Last time I prayed, somebody disappeared forever. **[Outro]** Around here, “I’ve got hands” means you can fight. Where I’m from now— it means I survived touching everything that tried to break me.
