Hidden Hands Lyrics

My hands are hidden away from the spray of the sea and the chill of the coast.

My fingertips get cold even though they play along to the warmest songs I know.

Looking for a way to stay strong.

Waiting for the tide to pass.

You can always find your way home.

A fossil in a stone.

A diagram of life,

A spiral clinging on to time.

We can never know

If we ever make a mark beyond our seasons.

Looking for a way to stay strong.

Waiting for the tide to pass.

You can always find your way home, if you're not too scared.

Empty as the valley that used to hold a glacier.

We can be forgotten, but the ice age is the reason that the summers came.

Looking for a way to stay strong.

Waiting for the tide to pass.

You can always find your way home,

If you're not too scared to ask.