Hands (Studio Outtake)

[Verse 1]
If I could tell the world just one thing, it would be that we're all okay
Not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful and useless in times like these
Our hands are small nice weapons of conscience if they're not idle with despair
We gather ourselves around our faithful light as the darkness most feared

[Chorus]
Our hands are small, I know
But they're not yours, they are our own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And we shall go unbroken

[Verse 2]
Somе things are subject to a higher law
You do not own us, you who nеver saw
You won't use my hands to fight your wars
To close your eyes, to cripple your doors
'Cause getting by isn't getting enough
And neither is welfare or thankless jobs
Because where there is a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing

[Chorus]
Our hands are small, I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are our own
And we shall go unbroken

[Bridge]
In the end, only kindness matters
In the end, only kindness matters

[Verse 3]
Oh, some things cannot be broken, some things can't be undone
You cannot ever take away what has already been won

[Chorus]
Our hands are small, I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are our own
And we shall go unbroken
We shall go unbroken