Clay In Your Hands

Verse 1:
Silly traditions
Balancing on laws
Half-remembered
Do it this way—that’s not right
Fold your hands and
Say grace tonight

Chorus:
Well I’m not
Just some puppet
I won’t
Put my hands together for you
Cause you don’t deserve a round of applause
For makin’ me the clay
In your hands

Verse 2:
Don’t wear that—it’s not right
Much too short for you to wear tonight
I understand
Mother dear
You want me safe
But…

Chorus:
Well I’m not
Just some puppet
I won’t
Put my hands together for you
Cause you don’t deserve a round of applause
For makin’ me the clay
In your hands


Verse 3 (B-section):
If you pretend
It won’t go away
Father dear
I’m dancing today
I’ll be alright
I’ll be safe
You’ve taught me well
Now…
LET ME OUT OF THIS PLACE

Chorus:
Well I’m not
Just some puppet
I won’t
Put my hands together for you
Cause you don’t deserve a round of applause
For makin’ me the clay
In your hands

Verse 4:
You don’t like that music
It gives you headaches—much too loud
What do you know about my head?
Why can’t you go after my sister instead?
Just for once
Let me take a stand
Show you
Maybe you’ll understand

Chorus:
That I’m not
Just some puppet
I won’t
Put my hands together for you
Cause you don’t deserve a round of applause
For makin’ me the clay
In your hands

Stop makin’ me the clay
In your hands…