Lyrics Too Many Hands - Jim Cuddy
Too
many
hands
carving
up
the
sky
And
leaving
their
mark
in
the
sand
Like
history
moves
No
matter
where
we
stand
Too
many
hands
There's
dust
in
my
eyes
Poison
in
my
brain
An
ocean
that
runs
through
my
veins
But
here
in
my
chest
There's
a
feeling
I
don't
understand
Too
many
hands
Here
on
the
highest
cloud
You
can
see
how
far
we've
gone
Once
voice
cries
Echo's
on
and
on
And
far
away
gone
I'll
be
hiding
from
the
plan
Too
many
hands
Traces
of
history
Appear
to
cross
the
sky
Lay
down
now
Let
your
spirit
fly
And
too
many
hands
Fade
away
with
time
They're
losing
themselves
in
the
past
Well
I
offer
my
voice
Hear
me
if
you
can
Too
many
hands
Too
many
hands
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