John Hiatt – Through Your Hands (Guitar Live)

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You were dreaming on a park bench by the broad highway somewhere

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When music from the carillon it seemed to hurl your heart out there

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Past the scientific darkness, past the fireflies that float

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To an angel bending down to wrap you in her warmest coat

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

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She says, "Your voice cannot command."

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She says, "In time, you will move mountains,

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And it will co-------ome through your hands."

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Still you argue for an option, still you angle for your case

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Like you wouldn't know a burning bush if it blew up in your face

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Yeah, we scheme about the future as we dream about the past

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When just a simple reaching out might build a bridge that lasts

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

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She says, "Your voice cannot command."

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She says, "In time, you will move mountains,

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and it will co-------ome through your hands."

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So whatever your hands find to do, go on and do it with all your heart

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There are thoughts enough to blow men's minds and tear great worlds apart

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There's a healing touch to find you out on that broad highway somewhere

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To lift you high like music flying through the angel's hair.

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Don't ask what you are not doing

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Because your voice cannot command

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You see, in time, we will move mountains

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And it will come through your hands

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Through your hands

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Through your hands