Track 1 of the EP The Quiet Hands · 2014
What the Quiet Hands Gave Me
“A song for the people who mend your coats and never mention it. I sang it close to the microphone so it would sound like thanks.”
neoclassical · neoclassical · chamber ballad · 4:11
Lyrics
You never made a speech, you never asked for praise You mended all my coats and walked me through the days You left the porch light burning when I was out too late And never said a word of it, you simply let me wait Thank you for the quiet hands That held the world together Thank you for the steady ground In every kind of weather I did not see it then, I was looking at the sky But I see it now, and here is my thanks Before the years go by You taught me how to hold a hammer, how to wait for bread You taught me how a gentle word can mean what can't be said I carried every lesson down roads you'd never seen And every single mile of it was greener for your being Thank you for the quiet hands That held the world together Thank you for the steady ground In every kind of weather I did not see it then, I was looking at the sky But I see it now, and here is my thanks Before the years go by Some gifts are never wrapped in paper Some gifts arrive in how you stayed And I am made of all your mornings Of every small and patient thing you gave Thank you for the quiet hands That held the world together Thank you for the steady ground In every kind of weather I did not see it then, I was looking at the sky But I see it now, and here is my thanks Before the years go by Thank you For the quiet hands