Lyrics

Empty Hands

Here I sit without inspiration, lost the way once again
People scurry by on each side, though I might try can’t be like them
Astounded by this amazing world, all it provides
Yet, though the feathers be all counted, this sparrow has hit the ground

Through the seasons I kept going, ‘til each dream turned to dust
Now with strength at an ebb tide, each deed a seed, I see what I must
Given the freedom to be me, I’ve done what I did
The wake behind shows what is, now aware what could be, feeling what really
should

(refrain)
The rising tide lifts all boats, I float on your spirit ocean
Feel all the love and kindness that’s been shown to me
See if I hurt the chain of events that holds the key
Urged to make my garden greener, a little more like it’s meant to be

As the rock sits in the stream, wordlessly caressed by the water
So I sit here all alone soaking in by whom I’m remembered
Dealing with the baffling windings in this curious labyrinth
Guided gently and surely through the many mysteries

(refrain)
The rising tide lifts all boats, I float on your spirit ocean
Feel all the love and kindness that’s been shown to me
See if I hurt the chain of events that holds the key
Urged to make my garden greener, a little more like it’s meant to be

So I sit without inspiration, lost the way once again
People scurry by on each side, though I might try can’t be like them
But now astounded and surrounded, realizing everything I’ve been given
With the feathers all counted, this sparrow will fly again

Yeah - - --
This sparrow will fly again
This sparrow will fly again
This sparrow will fly again