Between these hands
there
is a silence.
Loud
as a baby.
Loud
as a baby.
Born without breath.
There is a darkness.
Pruning my fingers.
Sure as a shadow.
Sure as a shadow.
Taking your place.
Between these hands I hover rising.
A shape
is forming.
A shape
is forming.
As the plane leaves the ground.
A bridge is curling.
Above your body.
Above the body.
Of everyone gone.
Between these hands.
Between these hands.
There
is a bible.
That hasn't been written.
It hasn't been written.
But it has been burnt.
Finally it's clear.
It's always been you.
Rain
starts to fall.
Follow it up.
To where it begins.
Wow, I'm sorry.
My hands are so nervous.
I can't do *.
It's crazy.
Stop it!
Behave!
By the power of Athena!
Thank you.
It is.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
Thank you gods for this humbling experience.
It's been a dream of mine to play here for about,
I mean forever,
but it's been about
four years that we've been actively working on it.
And this is
pretty incredible.
I'm trying
to enjoy it,
and I'm enjoying it,
but my hands are like,
this is crazy.
This is crazy.
So
I need to calm down.