LYRICS GAME

They're often joined and sometimes they're free

They make kites, they write books

Sometimes they're open, sometimes they're filed

Some people close them and some people stretch them out

We put them over the heart, we slip them in pockets

They build parks where kids go run

If they sometimes serve to punish around the world

We could join them, that'd make a circle

Those that hold weapons, those that dry tears

That comfort children

Those that unite us, those that punish us

My hand, I stretch it out

Give me your hand, kid, and you take hers

And we'll make a circle, a chain

Give me your hand, kid, and you take hers

We'll spin around but with hands full

Give me your hand

Give me your hand, kid, and

We'll spin around, hands full

Sometimes they're happy, sometimes they're so lonely

When they're wandering you take them in the face

They're often naked, some people glove them

We stake them to be cut, some people ask for them

Those that hold weapons, those that dry tears

That comfort children

Those that unite us, those that punish us

Me, your hand, I hold it out

Give me your hand, kid, and you take hers

And we'll make a circle, a chain

Give me your hand, kid, and you take hers

We'll spin around but with hands full

Give me your hand

Give me your hand, kid, and

We'll spin around, hands full

I was lost, you know, like you in sorrow

I waited for someone to take mine

With an outstretched hand, you know, we can make chains

And today I'm the one who takes yours

Give me your hand, kid, and you take hers

And we'll make a circle, a chain

Give me your hand, kid, and you take hers

We'll spin around but with hands full

Give me your hand, kid, and

Give me your hand, kid, and

We'll spin around but with hands full