These Hands - Samm Henshaw

I’ve been procrastinating for far too long

I don’t know where I’m heading but I’ll move further, just move further

I’m so used to rejection but I don’t mind

Said, I’ll be alright, said, I’ll be just fine

I’m working on my masterpiece

And I’m making it with these hands

This fate is not my destiny

So I’m shaping it with these hands

Oh, well, I’m giving and giving my all

Oh, well, I give 'til I can’t give no more

I’m working on my masterpiece

And I’m making it with these hands

There’s beauty in progression and no hope in fear

You can’t keep me in the same position, I refuse, refuse to stay here

Not always learned my lesson but I don’t mind

Said, I’ll be alright, said, I’ll be just fine

I’m working on my masterpiece

And I’m making it with these hands

This fate is not my destiny

So I’m shaping it with these hands

Oh, well, I’m giving and giving my all

Oh, well, I give 'til I can’t give no more

I’m working on my masterpiece

And I’m making it with these hands

These hands are only made of flesh and bone

And those hands, not ready to give up on home

And I hope wherever I may need to go

I won’t give it up, I won’t give up, no

So I’m shaping it with these hands

Oh, well, I’m giving and giving my all

Oh, well, I give 'til I can’t give no more

I’m working on my masterpiece

And I’m making it with these hands

Said I’m working on my masterpiece

And I’m making it with these hands

Working on my, oh my, with these hands