Her Hands - Jack Ladder & the Dreamlanders

It’s in her hands

The way she builds it

It’s in her hands

And then she kills it

And with her eyes

She nails me

To the cross

Of my destiny

It’s in her hands

When she feeds me

It’s in her hands

And then she bleeds me

And with her lies

She forgives my mistakes

But the more she gives

The more she takes

She’s building it with willow sticks

She’s building it with gold

She’s building it with dirt

A gift from my soul

She’s building it with moss

And she’s building it with dirt

She’s building it with bells on

She’s building it with hurt

It’s in her hands

The way she builds it

It’s in her hands

And then she kills it

And with her eyes

She nails me

To the cross

Of my destiny