Hey there, love
It has been a while since he has passed
But I want you to know
That all this pain will not last

If there's one thing I know for sure
Because it's written on your face
And I'm sure of that is that life is short
And nobody will make it out alive
So just try to survive my love

I have found a way
Into your heart
I know my way in

The hand of God is felt now by small eyes that are looking up
They are praying now, now for a cure and act of God
Or maybe just a simple pleasant nod to let them know he won't go alone
As life escapes from his eyes, his little angels will cry

I've been searching the earth
For words with purpose
Because you deserve it

Ain't it funny how the birds can sing like they're on top of things
Even though the world is crumbling beneath their feet?
It's funny how the birds can see the world like that
It's easy to go down to hell but harder to climb back out
I guess this is what life's all about

And if I write one song about death, let this be it
So they can wash their hands clean of it
And if I write one song for you about it, my dear
It'll go like this

Something's on its way down
Something's on its way down
Something's on its way down

Ain't it funny how the birds can sing like they're on top of things
Even though the world is crumbling beneath their feet?
Keep your head up, keep your head up
I love you


Lyrics submitted by bananahero

Hand of God song meanings
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