I was laid back in a field of clover
Hardly thinkin' it all over
When around the creek bend, come a whitetail
With some brand-new spotted hoppin' babies
Fresh as early springtime daises
Maybe all we need 'round here is right there
Sun's on the rise, she don't give a damn
Eagles flyin' higher than I am
Ain't it strange how we think it's us
Holdin' this whole thing up
In our hands?
Silhouettes forgetting where the true line
Is between the sky and the pines
They ain't fighting, they just waitin' turns
And I reckon that we're all connected
By the roots, us, too, reflectin'
Where it is we come from, we return
Sun's on the rise, she don't give a damn
Eagles flyin' higher than I am
Ain't it strange how we think it's us
Holdin' this whole thing up
In our hands?
In our hands
Sun's on the rise, she don't give a damn
Eagles flyin' higher than I am
Ain't it strange how we think it's us
Holdin' this whole thing up
In our hands?
Sun's on the rise, she don't give a damn
Eagles flyin' higher than I am
Ain't it strange how we think it's us
Holdin' this whole thing up
In our hands?
Sun's on the rise, she don't give a damn
Eagles flyin' higher than I am
Ain't it strange how we think it's us
Holdin' this whole thing up
In our hands?
In Our Hands was written by Brent Cobb.
In Our Hands was produced by Brent Cobb & Oran Thornton.
Brent Cobb released In Our Hands on Fri Jul 11 2025.