Hands in the Sky - Here We Go Magic

And then the breath it left our mother’s mouth

And for a while her body made no sound

And the first thing she said as they wielded to her son

«Forgive me boy, I know now what I’ve done»

She was gone and an angel took her place

A broken frame with a wide electric face

The heat of the love in the face of her disease

Would bring any man standing to his knees

Make way for the worship of unknown hands in the sky

Make way for the glory of chosen few

You’re a working man, you will not be defied

You’re a working man, you will not be forgotten

You’re a working man, you will not be denied

For she told you so

And then she’d go to feed the little ones

The forest floor, the sticker for the sun

And she dragged (?)'

Make way for the worship of unknown hands in the sky

Make way for the glory of chosen few

You’re a working man, you will not be denied

You’re a working man, you will not be forgotten

You’re a working man, you will not be denied

For she told you so