Completely untouchable, I knew no surprises,
Wrapped in a cold world of my own devising.
But I heard you smashing and swinging hard outside,
Saw your sweet face and I nearly died, I nearly died.
Violently, you came to me,
Said I could be a different man, a different man.
Violently, your words hit me,
And I rolled gently into your hands.
A frozen survivor, all brittle and hateful,
I'm uncomprehending, who would want this fool?
But you chipped away until some poor soul appeared,
Shivering, trembling, stumbling around, then you brought me near.
Violently, you came to me,
Said I could be a different man, a different man.
Violently, your words hit me,
And I rolled gently into your hands, into your hands.
Violently, you came to me,
Said I could be a different man, a different man.
Violently, your words hit me,
And I rolled gently into your hands, into your hands.
Violently, violently, and now I roll into your hands, into your hands.
Give me your hands.
© transcript Emily Beynon