🔗 A Special Hand

song (mp3) - chords (pdf)

A month of nightmares
has come and gone
Those days of silence,
not a single song,
no lullaby to calm the mind
no melody to whistle while we drive

The morning after
that won’t let go
The lengthy aftermath
takes us back and forth
where every story washed away
is brought back to the shore of our front door

where all those things
now changed and ruined
give themselves a chance
to tell their tale only once more

We all need a special hand to hold
We all need a special hand to hold
We all need a helping hand
We all have a helping hand
We all need a special hand to hold

The indecision
went for too long
But who are we to judge?
Did anybody know
exactly how to act and how to best protect
the little peace that we have

But how to make the memories last
With no memento I can grasp
Are you sure that’s how it went
The story seems a little bent

(Chorus)

Will it be yours?