"Two Hands"

You see, this is why I don't write songs; somebody else always finds a way to articulate my thoughts/feelings much better than I ever could. I heard this song for the first time over the weekend and ran home to look up the lyrics.

It's more than a little comforting to know I'm not the only one frustrated with the battle...


"Two Hands" by Jars of Clay

I've been living out of sanity
I've been splitting hairs and blurring lines
I am a house that is divided
In my heart and in my mind

I use one hand to pull you closer
The other to push you away
If I had two hands doing the same thing
Lifted high, lifted high

I have a broken disposition
I'm a liar who thirsts for the truth
And while I ache for faith to hold me
I need to feel the scars and see the proof

I use one hand to pull you closer
The other to push you away
If I had two hands doing the same thing
Lifted high, lifted high
If I had two hands doing the same thing
Lifted high, lifted high

And if we just keep digging we can reach the foundation
Of our souls
And if we just keep cutting all the chains from our hearts
We'll lose control

And it feels like giving in
It feels like starting over
It feels like waking up, and you know it's coming
It feels like a brand new day
Open your eyes

If I had two hands doing the same thing
Lifted high, lifted high
If I had two hands doing the same thing
Lifted high, lifted high
Lifted high
Lifted high



One Day, I will
unashamedly,
ever-so-confidently,
without restraint,
permanently,
have TWO HANDS lifted high.