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Joshua Radin - “These Hands” (Live Performance Video)

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Joshua Radin - “These Hands” (Live Performance Video)

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"Many years ago, I heard Bill Withers’ classic “Grandma’s Hands” and it knocked me over. I’ve written so many songs since, some describing attributes such as eyes, smiles, you know, the standards… The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to write a song about hands - the way we accomplish so many differing tasks utilizing them. My mind can get the better of me, my eyes have often deceived me. But my hands, I can always count on them to play guitar, to paint, to hold a loved one, to fix something that’s broken, to brace myself for a fall, to applaud something or someone that moves me…" A live studio performance of “These Hands,” from Joshua Radin's albums, 'One Day Home’ and ‘One Day Home - piano vocal versions.’ Stream the Albums: https://ffm.to/onedayhome https://ffm.to/onedayhomepianovocal "These Hands" If we unfold 'em, reach out 'em out slowly Fall and they'll hold me intertwined And if we don't let go, stay in the echo That hangs in the hallway all our lives They'll make you dinner at the end of the day They'll work to the bone so the bills are paid They're calloused by the strings I play, but you don't mind My head, sometimes lost in a daydream My heart can often go unseen My eyes, used to look past your shoulder But as they've gotten older You can always count on these hands They can tread water when life gets harder They can reach across the great divide They come together when I need to pray Before we try to sleep in the bed we made And as the plans we had have begun to fade It's still the same It's my head, sometimes lost in a daydream My heart can often go unseen My eyes, used to look past your shoulder But as they've gotten older You can always count on these hands Though they've been wrong, they can still feel stronger than My head, sometimes lost in a daydream My heart can often go unseen My eyes, used to look past your shoulder But as they've gotten older You can always count on these hands These hands