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