The Hammer Holds

The Hammer Holds - Bebo Norman

A shapeless piece of steel that's all I claim to be

This hammer pounds to give me form this flame it melts my dreams

I glow with fire and fury as I'm twisted like a vine

My final shape my final form I'm sure I'm bound to find

So dream a little dream for me in hopes that I'll remain

And cry a little cry for me so I can bear the flames

And hurt a little hurt for me my future is untold

But my dreams are not the issue here for they the hammer holds

And the water it cools me gray and the hurt's subdued somehow

I have my shape this sharpened point what is my purpose now

And the question still remains what am I to be

Perhaps some perfect piece of art displayed for all to see

So dream a little dream for me in hopes that I'll remain

And cry a little cry for me so I can bear the flames

And hurt a little hurt for me my future is untold

But my dreams are not the issue here for they the hammer holds

The hammer pounds again but flames I do not feel

This force that drives me helplessly through flesh and wood reveals

A burn that burns much deeper it's more than I can stand

The reason for my life was to take the life of a guiltless man

So dream a little dream for me in hopes that I'll remain

And cry a little cry for me so I can bear the pain

And hurt a little hurt for me my future is so bold

But my dreams are not the issue here for they the hammer holds

This task before me may seem unclear

But it my maker holds