This is my hand
Deep in my pocket
Over my heart
Covering my eyes, oh God
Covering my eyes
Laying in bed
Never wanting to get up again
Here is my hand
Another morning
Weighs on my chest pressing
Over my heart
Take this hand
Pinned to the sadness
Deep in
The pocket ripped patched torn
Bleeding precious need
To reach out to rise
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