These Hands
Crafting Life's Canvas: A Musical Journey by Murray Doon
Lyrics
I get up, There's so much to see
I wake up and observe the world around me
I get out, The birds in the trees
I step outside, hearing the birds in the trees
I'm best felt, Carving the scene
I am most authentic when actively shaping my surroundings
Ahead night, just you wait and see
A promising night is ahead, anticipating what unfolds
I'm in flight, Movements a breeze
I am free-flowing, my actions are effortless like a breeze
I catch up, A tac in the street
I catch up with details, perhaps in a city street
I'm face down, At quarter to three
Facing challenges or difficulties, possibly at 2:45 AM
My heads spent, Repeat after me
My mind is exhausted, repeating a thought or idea
I don't want it
Expressing a lack of desire for something
But I'll buy it
Despite not wanting it, there's a willingness to purchase
I don't fight it, I'll let it bleed
Accepting challenges or difficulties, letting them unfold
Cos these hands built me
The speaker acknowledges that their abilities have shaped them
We get up, my stomach's at sea
Others join in the routine, stomach unsettled
I get out, but will I make three
Leaving a place, uncertain if they will reach their third destination
I take two, the best that it's been
Taking two, possibly referencing a substance, feeling the best
I'm back out, we're causing a scene
Returning to the scene, causing a disturbance
I'm in front, call red and were keen
Being ahead, signaling urgency, and enthusiasm
My lungs nudge, it must be the grease
Lungs responding, possibly to excitement or tension
I want more, imagine the scenes
Desiring more, envisioning future scenarios
I'm face down, repeat after me
Facing challenges again, repeating the mental process
I don't want it
Reiterating a lack of desire for something
But I'll buy it
Despite not wanting it, there's a willingness to purchase (repeated)
I don't need it
Not needing something, but still providing sustenance to it
But I'll feed it
Feeding a need despite not requiring it
I don't pay it
Not paying attention, but engaging in it as a game
But I'll play it
Not fighting against it, allowing it to persist
I don't fight it, I'll let it bleed
Letting challenges or difficulties unfold, as hands define the speaker
Cos these hands built me
Reiteration of the idea that the speaker's actions have shaped them
I don't want it
Repeated expressions emphasizing a lack of desire or need
I don't want it
-I don't want it
-I don't want it
-I don't need it
-I don't need it
-I don't need it
-I don't need it
-Yeah
A general affirmation or agreement
I don't want it
Repetition of earlier sentiments regarding desire, purchase, need, feeding, payment, playing, and not fighting
But I'll buy it
-I don't need it
-But I'll feed it
-I don't pay it
-But I'll play it
-I don't fight it, I'll let it bleed
-Cos these hands built me
-These hands, these hands, these hands built me
Final affirmation that the speaker's hands have defined them
These hands, these hands, these hands built me
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