I remember the day that he came in   I can't believe how long it's been   Like a poet, he began to play   Just an old friend that hung with the band   A drinkin' man he had no plan   But he played the 'Bird...   Played it for free      'Cause I know he's here   He's everywhere   Take a look around oh and you will see   That cross we bear   It's in the air   Lord we thank you for these gifted hands      There are demons we live with every day   That tear at our hearts and take us away   To another place   Some of us don't get back   This song is for the hands of the workin' man   Who believes in himself and he understands   Love, hope, and faith are The Maker's plan      'Cause I know he's here   He's everywhere   Take a look around oh and you will see   That cross we bear   It's in the air   Lord we thank you for these gifted hands      One day we'll all take that ride   And with those gifted hands I know you'll fly               [Rest in Peace Billy Powell. You are sorely missed]