[ Featuring the Hand ]
Can my lungs breathe in song
Will my voice sing along
Can my heart hold this pain
Will my head handle strain
Can my chest give me rest
Will my efforts give their best
To forgive and reach my hand
To the faults of misled plans
As I fly imagination against pragmatic ways
I know better but my hope still shines one day for duller blades
Duller blades, Oh duller blades, Oh
I know better but my hope still shines one day for duller blades
Duller blades and oh duller blades, Oh
I know better but my hope still shines one day for duller blades
