David Crosby
Through Your Hands

You were dreamin' on a park bench

About a broad highway somewhere

When the music from the carillon

Seemed to hurl your heart out there

Past the scientific darkness

Past the fireflies that float

To an angel bending down

To wrap you in her warmest cloak

And you ask, "What am I not doing?"

She says, "Your voice cannot command"

She says, "In time you will move mountains

It will come through your hands"

Still you angle for an option

Still you argue for your cause

Like you wouldn't know a burning bush

Till it blew up in your face

We dream about the future

We memorize the past

When just a simple reaching out

Could build a bridge that lasts

And you ask, "What am I not doing?"

She says, "Your voice cannot command

In time you will move mountains

And it will come through your hands"

So whatever your hands find to do

You must do with all your heart

There are thoughts enough to

Blow men's minds and tear great worlds apart

There's a healing touch to find you

Out on that broad highway somewhere

Gonna lift you as high as music

Running through an angel's hair

And don't worry what you are not doing

'Cause your voice cannot command

And in time you will move mountains

And it will come through your hands

Through your hands, through your hands


Mirror lyrics:

Through your hands, through your hands

And it will come through your hands

And in time you will move mountains

'Cause your voice cannot command

And don't worry what you are not doing

Running through an angel's hair

Gonna lift you as high as music

Out on that broad highway somewhere

There's a healing touch to find you

Blow men's minds and tear great worlds apart

There are thoughts enough to

You must do with all your heart

So whatever your hands find to do

And it will come through your hands"

In time you will move mountains

She says, "Your voice cannot command

And you ask, "What am I not doing?"

Could build a bridge that lasts

When just a simple reaching out

We memorize the past

We dream about the future

Till it blew up in your face

Like you wouldn't know a burning bush

Still you argue for your cause

Still you angle for an option

It will come through your hands"

She says, "In time you will move mountains

She says, "Your voice cannot command"

And you ask, "What am I not doing?"

To wrap you in her warmest cloak

To an angel bending down

Past the fireflies that float

Past the scientific darkness

Seemed to hurl your heart out there

When the music from the carillon

About a broad highway somewhere

You were dreamin' on a park bench


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