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Verse              What am I to do with these hands?

                        It seems that now you have your own plans

                        I walked you to the water, and you dove in and swam

                        What am I to do with these hands?

Verse              They hang here like two discarded tools

                        Silent servants follow the rules

                        Now I reach inside myself and risk ridicule

                        Truth laid bare can make me a fool

Chorus           Something’s clawing, trying to make its way out of me

                        Scratching, gnawing, yearning for integrity

Bridge            Heal the split in what you see

                        And what lies in the secret me

                        Integrate my identity

                        Pass through a ring of fire to be free

Verse              What am I to do with these hands?

                        I’m now recalling where I began

                        I jump into the water, and I don’t give a damn

                        I know what I will do with these hands

Chorus           Something’s clawing, trying to make its way out of me

                        Scratching, gnawing, yearning for integrity

Outro              What am I to do with these hands?

                        What am I to do with these hands?

                        This is what I’ll do with these hands

Words & Music © 2016 Martha Groves Perry