The Backs of His Hands (Hallelujah!)-Sailship

[00:15.42]He had a black book wrapped in his little hands [00:20.14]Its binding was frayed with age [00:23.47]It kept his heart held safe when the backs of his hands seemed strange [00:31.48]He knew that top shelf better than he knew himself [00:35.69]It gave him strength to face the day [00:39.56]But then he lost his pride when his mother died [00:44.12]And as the church bells rang, still he sang [00:48.86]“Hallelujah” to everyone [00:52.74]“Hallelujah” like never before [00:56.77]“Hallelujah” to all of the memories that made him miss her more [01:19.58]A couple years went by before he said goodbye [01:24.10]And the pages continued to turn [01:27.58]He had them memorized, every single line [01:32.06]That his mother had taught him to sing [01:34.98]And it sounded like [01:36.67]“Hallelujah” to everyone [01:40.74]“Hallelujah” like never before [01:44.66]“Hallelujah” to all of the shining seas [01:50.04]And all of their shining shores [01:53.55]And when the image of his mother is gracing his sleeping thoughts [01:59.50]In the morning he wakes and prays all the things that he dreamt of [02:07.59]All because he never once thought of happiness as compromising his fears [02:15.49]Some day he’ll love again and all the lessons she taught him then will appear [02:22.99]