Lyrics

INTO YOUR HANDS

Silk and gold is all my fortune
locked and hid away
Safe and cold inside a fortress
built of stone and clay

Marble halls to guard my nature
bird with broken wing
Touch no earth and see no evil
keep my fingers clean

But there’s a garden and in the garden

Into your hands make me a wild thing
Water and sand, fire and kerosene

Time can hold, but not forever
years will slip away
Bought and sold, harnessed and tethered
just a simple trade

But there’s a garden and in the garden

Into your hands make me a wild thing
Water and sand, fire and kerosene

Through my window trees are swaying
shade and broken light
A falcon thinks not of obeying
his prey thinks not of flight

In the garden, deep in the garden

Into your hands make me a wild thing
Water and sand, fire and kerosene