"My arms are protesting a weakness in me.
My hands are a tool to remind me.
My eyes complicated enough don't see.
My fingers they curl back and witness to my face."
The lyrics in the hook of this song are reminiscent of the words in the book of Job. I tried writing a song based on Job and the imagery in the lyrics were much like these. I'm not sure if beanbag meant for this, though.
"My arms are protesting a weakness in me. My hands are a tool to remind me. My eyes complicated enough don't see. My fingers they curl back and witness to my face."
The lyrics in the hook of this song are reminiscent of the words in the book of Job. I tried writing a song based on Job and the imagery in the lyrics were much like these. I'm not sure if beanbag meant for this, though.