Thank The Hands

Intro (Hey) look at them Verse Two scars, one knuckle that never set right, skin gone thin at the seam. They carried my mother's box down the stairs and never once asked what it means. Pre-Chorus I have been hard on this body, called it slow, called it in the way. It has been getting me out of bed every single ordinary day. Chorus Thank the hands. They did the work while I complained. Thank the back that took the load and never once explained. Verse Thank the legs for the stairs at the flat, thank the lungs for the hill. Thank the heart for the boring beat it has been keeping still. Chorus Thank the hands. They did the work while I complained. Thank the back that took the load and never once explained. Bridge Gratitude turned toward yourself feels like a coat that's the wrong size. Wear it anyway. It stretches. It gets easier with the light. Chorus Thank the hands. They did the work while I complained. Thank the back that took the load and never once explained. Outro (Hey) palms flat on the kitchen wood. (Hey) you have been doing me good.