These Broken Hands of Mine- Joe Brooks Take a breath, I close my eyes I am lost but try to find What it is in this life that gives me strength enough to fight for something more Well, God knows my feet are aching And I’ve got mountains ahead to climb
One way at a time I’ll try to lend these broken hands of mine Give me strength, be my light One at a time these walls will fall and fill our empty souls Give me strength, help me guide these broken hands of mine
The sky is grey, it clouds your world Clear the air, child, break the mould I find a place in your heart To build a shelter from this cold and winding road Well, God knows you’re barely standing But you’ve got to carry this heavy load What if there’s more What if there’s more than this What if there’s more out there?
When you try your best, but you don’t succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can’t sleep
Stuck in reverse
And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can’t replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?
Every bridge that keeps on burning Every leaf that you keep on turning Every road that you find uncertain Pray for you now Baby that you’ll figure it out As you keep chasing the light Remember back when you slept on my floor Blow up mattress down by the door 10 pounds heavier from wasted time We didn’t know we were way out of line From the moment that you popped out on the scene Hard to know what you got or you’re meant to be Everything that you know goes flying From Jonny O’s couch to a gypsy bus island Holding hands with people in life Till they walk away saying no good byes And you keep saying that you’re running down a dream But you don’t know where it leads As you keep chasing the light
Every hope and dream that’s dying Every time that I see you crying Every step that you keep on climbing Pray for you now Baby that you figure it out As you keep chasing the light Got the call that you sent out yesterday 40 lines and a fallout holiday On my knees with the weight that was mine Think about you when I’m driving at night Familiar sounds and it takes me right back there Bridge street and the beat in the summer air Was it easier to watch you feet And never deal with the hell that a young boy sees Where liquor runs thicker than blood On your own when push comes to shove Before we had these mouths to feed With innocent dreams
While you keep chasing the light Remember hearing Dylan’s first songs first Remember writing down a train wreck verse We were running down Franklin High School lights Burning alive in a Chevrolet night Remember driving out to Salton Sea Dreaming bout all we thought we’d be One way tickets into southern lights Slammed the door and said goodbye