Too many handsnCarvin' up the skynAnd leavin' their mark in the sandnOur destiny moves no matter where we standnToo many handsnnThere's dust in my eyesnPoison in my brainnAn ocean that runs through my veinsnBut here in my chestnThere's a feeling I don't understandnToo many handsnnHere on the highest groundnYou can see how far we've gonenOne voice cries, echoes on and onnnAnd far away gonenI'll be hiding from the plansnToo many handsnnTraces of historynAppear across the skynLay down now, let your spirit flynnAnd too many handsnFade away with timenThey're losing themselves in the plannBut I offer my voicenHear me if you cannToo many handsnToo many hands