Intro
C# Fm
[Verse 1]
C# C#
Swift and sharp, a light in the dark
Fm Fm
formed singularly was I to be
C# C#
Of wood and steel, to heft, to heel
Fm Fm
and through the fire was their desire
[Chorus]
D#m D#m C# C#
Those hands, the hands that made me what I am
D#m D#m G# G#
And I am an instrument to them
[Verse 2]
C# C#
Oh, and I pristine and glistening
Fm Fm
am given forth and carried north
C# C#
where rivals stand, awaiting commands
Fm Fm
and cold am I, held tightly by
[Chorus]
D#m D#m C# C#
Those hands. The hands that made me what I am
D#m D#m G# G#
And I am an instrument to them
[Bridge]
Fm Fm D#m D#m
Oh, drums shake the ground and cries resound off hill and helm
Fm Fm D#m D#m
And so did I let forth a cry when overwhelmed
Fm Fm D#m D#m
With kin and clone, of steel and stone and oak and elm,
Fm Fm G# G#
Were set to task and I to ask, "Is this my realm?"
[Verse]
C# C#
Swift and sharp, a light in the dark,
Fm Fm
formed singularly. Was I to be
C# C#
this tool of pain? Or do I contain
Fm Fm
the capacity for beauty by
[Chorus]
D#m D#m C# C#
those hands? The hands that make me what I am
D#m D#m G# G# C#
and I am an instrument to them