There seems to be inside of me A sense of urgency That my walls are closing in That my time is running out My hands are shaking My hands, my hands are shaking At the sudden realization that I am more than flesh and bone I’m getting more nervous I'm getting more anxious All I am is simple hands dying trying to make amends They are scarred and they are blistered Regardless I am relentless The bleeding never ends I am pressing on, but these are not my hands If there is strength left in these legs to run I'm going to carry my glory to the rising sun Have faith providence will provide All I am is a simple, subtle song Singing into the wind always believing I am much too strong to ever stop repeating Yet I stumble and I fall I am only a collapsing wall My voice fails me I'm afraid to lift it up I hear the silver sparrows singing Tomorrow morning is coming With its own set of troubles But there is light at the end of the tunnel And it will be enough Don't you dare ever give up I don't know what tomorrow will bring From the next to the next day It's starting to get to me It's creeping up my spine If it's true heaven is on our side There is nothing left for us to hide We will mount up with wings like eagles into the morning sky