The Hands by Queensryche
When I'm lost...I find a way.
I hear voices. Feel them surround me,
pull me from the edge.
I close my eyes and....
And my luck keeps holding strong,
even when that boot comes down.
Waiting for the revolution but thereâ€™s no one around except the
...hands out of nowhere, saving me again
Thereâ€™s always something there watching out for me,
if Iâ€™m suffocating, it gives me air.
Finally now I remember,
but where Iâ€™m going now, Iâ€™m not sure.
Only one thing matters much to me anymore.
Iâ€™m looking for you.
Can you imagine? You canâ€™t think.
You won't find a way this time to frighten me.
You're running scared now, always looking
over your shoulder for a place
where you donâ€™t see my face.
When my luck keeps holding so strong,
even with the state Iâ€™m in.
Iâ€™m like a revolution of one, even when I stumble I win.
Because there's hands out of nowhere, saving me again.
Thereâ€™s always something there, watching out for me.
When I'm suffocating, it gives me air.
Iâ€™m like a cat with only a few lives left,
running from the shadows.
Watching my back waiting for the attack that I know is
coming...I feel it's near.