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Hands untied speak my mind
I had so much to say
For longest time the words weren't mine
I died an empty slave

I lost my sense of touch (I lost my sense of me)
And I was drunk with puke (shrunk every time I breathed)
My hands told wasted time (my time was not complete)
I killed time swatting flies (while roaming landfill stink)

I lost my sense of sight ('cause through my hands I see)
And what I knew wasn't true (the dummy wasn't me)
I took my coat of pins (and turned it inside out)
I rid my bones of skin (and rid myself of sound)

Hands, tired hands, dirty pants
The cardhouse man fell down
Now silence is peace - speaks to me
What once was said by sound

I lost my sense of touch (I lost my sense of me)
And I was drunk with puke (shrunk every time I breathed)
My hands told wasted time (my time was not complete)
I killed time swatting flies (while roaming landfill stink)

I lost my sense of sight ('cause through my hands I see)
And what I knew wasn't true (the dummy wasn't me)
I took my coat of pins (and turned it inside out)
I rid my bones of skin (and rid myself of sound)

I'm free
I'm remembering who I am
My hands can feel again...

I'm free
I'm remembering who I am
My hands can feel again...

I'm free
I'm remembering who I am
My hands can feel again...

I'm free
I'm remembering who I am
My hands can feel again...

I'm free
I'm remembering who I am
My hands can feel again...

I'm free
I'm remembering who I am
My hands can feel again...

I'm free
I'm remembering who I am
My hands can feel again...

I'm free
I'm remembering who I am
My hands can feel again...

I'm free
I'm remembering who I am
My hands can feel again...

I'm free
I'm remembering who I am
My hands can feel again...

I'm free
I'm remembering who I am
My hands can feel again...

I'm free
I'm remembering who I am
My hands can feel again...

I'm free
I'm remembering who I am
My hands can feel again...

I'm free
I'm remembering who I am
My hands can feel again...

I'm free
I'm remembering who I am
My hands can feel again...

I'm free
I'm remembering who I am
My hands can feel again...

I'm free
I'm remembering who I am
My hands can feel again...

I'm free
I'm remembering who I am
My hands can feel again...


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    General Comment"The title song Hands came to me while I was driving home from the studio the night before leaving to tour France (May 97). I never wanted to tour in support of my solo records - I didn’t feel like they were really me, and I wasn’t going to pretend or misrepresent. I got no fulfillment from music anymore - my identity was censored and diluted for so long that I was numb. But by recording this CD I remembered what music was - it was my medicine. My peace. Kept me sane. And the freedom to be myself brought back the spirituality I had lost. I dedicated this album to it. By the time I got home from the drive, the entire song was written in my head - I always write songs in my head first. I played the opening guitar riff while scatting with a kazoo." - Ron thal
    Lateralus518on January 25, 2009   Link

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