Healing Hands
healing hands
making that mind up
apply a touch of make-up to that imagination
in a make believe existence
you need more than one direction
healings hands
find them and apply them
to whatever needs healing
the smile is prone to pain
does not mean it is not all feeling
healing hands
broken toes and sprained ankles
leave you unsteady on your feet
but let go of the chains
and wander to find out who you can meet
healing hands
place them on your world
as it turns in the freezer
always a little cold
you know life is just the teaser
but does that men death is the story told?
James Garratt – Friday 19th October 2001
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Healing Hands – Written Friday 19th October 2001 (Aged 26)
