Moving, Shaking - Great Lake Swimmers

I can’t write

I can’t sing

I can’t play

My insides have been broken

My inspiration has flown away

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

And 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 better 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 aren’t gone

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

Carrier bag on my back

I’m carrying my life in a cardboard box

Carrier bag on my back

Oh hands,

Don’t fail me now

They’re the only things I have got

Oh fingers,

Don’t let me down, now

Oh hands, don’t fail me now

All Hell falls

All 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