moving, shaking

i can't write

i can't sing

i can't play

my insides have been broken

my inspiration has flown away

and it's hard to see all the little things

there's a universe in a crack in the wall

or an ant crawling across a broken tile

but it's hard to see all the little things

when the big things get in the way

i can't eat

i can't sleep

i can't think straight

i did not know it could be like this

some things are better off being left alone

there are things that are best left unknown

oh hands

don't fail me now

they're the only things i have left

oh fingers

don't let me down now

they're the only things that i've got

oh world come

come crashing down now

oh hands don't fail me now

oh let me become deaf and mute to this

oh hands don't fail me now

i'm carrying my life in a cardboard box

i carry a bag on my back

i'm carrying my life in a cardboard box

i carry a bag on my back

oh hands

don't fail me now

they're the only things that i've got

oh fingers

don't let me down now

oh hands don't fail me now

oh animals fall down around me

oh hands don't fail me now

oh fingers don't let me down now

oh hands don't fail me now