Boy With (100) Hands Lyrics by Crooked Fingers
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A boy with one hundred hands
Came groping through the dark
And stumbled upon the light you gave off
And fell gently into your arms
One hand it held the earth
Another stirred the sea
One handed you a key and said:
We've come to set you free
'Cause you're better than the world you live in
The gossips and the clowns
Deep in your darkest dungeon singing
So no one can hear a sound
So no hand can come to pick you up
And no hand can pull you down

I drew a picture book
With pictures green and blue
And sent them off to a museum
All this I did for you
But one hand had used your heart
Held beating in the light
With a heart like that one hundred hands
Could never paint quite right
'Cause you're better than the world you live in
And nobody told you so
Trapped in your ghetto gardening
With no helping hand to grow
Just one hand to hold you in my heart
And one hand to let you go
A boy with one hundred hands   Came groping through the dark   And stumbled upon the light you gave off   And fell gently into your arms   One hand it held the earth   Another stirred the sea   One handed you a key and said:   We've come to set you free   'Cause you're better than the world you live in   The gossips and the clowns   Deep in your darkest dungeon singing   So no one can hear a sound   So no hand can come to pick you up   And no hand can pull you down      I drew a picture book   With pictures green and blue   And sent them off to a museum   All this I did for you   But one hand had used your heart   Held beating in the light   With a heart like that one hundred hands   Could never paint quite right   'Cause you're better than the world you live in   And nobody told you so   Trapped in your ghetto gardening   With no helping hand to grow   Just one hand to hold you in my heart   And one hand to let you go