These Hands

                                  It's creeping up on me, I open my eyes.

Awake from my sleeping and watch the sun rise. 

For all of the days I spent hungry and alone 

Cold and confusion eating to the bone

For all of the pain is now falling to the side 

I cry to the heavens and reach for the sky 

Look at these hands, Look at these hands, because they're free at last 

And now I can dance

Now I can laugh, it's been so long.

But now I can 

For all of the days. . .

Look at these hands. . .

Now I can laugh, now I can dance. 

The veil has been lifted, I'm never looking back 

'Cause now I have found freedom. . .at last. . .

Look at these hands. . .