Lyrics
Same hands I lift… Same hands I— These the same hands I lift on Sunday Same ones that broke what I love by Monday Palm to the sky, then they cover my face I talk to God… then I run from His grace Same hands I lift (same hands) Same hands I hide with Same hands I lift… God knows I tried with ‘em Sanctuary lights still burned in my vision Neon outside, same split decision Keys in the dash, engine hum like a hymn Said “make me better,” then I went right back in Tithes from a check I already misused Half of my heart still chasing approval Scripture on lock, but my temper ain’t leashed Quoting the Word while I’m killing my peace Felt that chill when the choir would rise But I’m colder alone with the phone and my lies Hands in the air, but my pride never folds Heard every sermon — still dodging the hold I ain’t doubting You I’m just doubting me Every promise sounds stronger Than it’s bound to be These the same hands I lift on Sunday Same ones that broke what I love by Monday Palm to the sky, then they cover my face I talk to God… then I run from His grace Same hands I lift (lift ‘em high) Same hands I hide with Same hands I lift… God knows I tried with ‘em Mama said, “Boy, you got too much sense” Why you keep walking that wire that’s bent? I said “I’m fine,” but the night don’t end Liquor store light like a false amen I don’t hate You, I just hate mirrors See too clear when the smoke disappears Fasting from guilt, then I binge on shame Wash my hands, still feel the stain Prayed in the car with the window cracked Asked for strength, then I doubled back It’s not rebellion, it’s habit and fear I want You close, I just don’t stay near You ever feel called… and still feel stuck? Like you mean every word… but it ain’t enough? I’m not running away— I just keep circling the same block These the same hands I lift on Sunday Same ones that broke what I love by Monday Palm to the sky — I’m holding that gaze I’m still here… even lost in the haze Same hands I lift (same hands) Same hands I hide with Same hands I lift… God knows I tried— Same hands.
Lyrics
Same hands I lift… Same hands I— These the same hands I lift on Sunday Same ones that broke what I love by Monday Palm to the sky, then they cover my face I talk to God… then I run from His grace Same hands I lift (same hands) Same hands I hide with Same hands I lift… God knows I tried with ‘em Sanctuary lights still burned in my vision Neon outside, same split decision Keys in the dash, engine hum like a hymn Said “make me better,” then I went right back in Tithes from a check I already misused Half of my heart still chasing approval Scripture on lock, but my temper ain’t leashed Quoting the Word while I’m killing my peace Felt that chill when the choir would rise But I’m colder alone with the phone and my lies Hands in the air, but my pride never folds Heard every sermon — still dodging the hold I ain’t doubting You I’m just doubting me Every promise sounds stronger Than it’s bound to be These the same hands I lift on Sunday Same ones that broke what I love by Monday Palm to the sky, then they cover my face I talk to God… then I run from His grace Same hands I lift (lift ‘em high) Same hands I hide with Same hands I lift… God knows I tried with ‘em Mama said, “Boy, you got too much sense” Why you keep walking that wire that’s bent? I said “I’m fine,” but the night don’t end Liquor store light like a false amen I don’t hate You, I just hate mirrors See too clear when the smoke disappears Fasting from guilt, then I binge on shame Wash my hands, still feel the stain Prayed in the car with the window cracked Asked for strength, then I doubled back It’s not rebellion, it’s habit and fear I want You close, I just don’t stay near You ever feel called… and still feel stuck? Like you mean every word… but it ain’t enough? I’m not running away— I just keep circling the same block These the same hands I lift on Sunday Same ones that broke what I love by Monday Palm to the sky — I’m holding that gaze I’m still here… even lost in the haze Same hands I lift (same hands) Same hands I hide with Same hands I lift… God knows I tried— Same hands.