Folkový kytarista a zpěvák pocházející z L.A., vl. jm. David Van Courtland. Do roku 1964 byl členem skupiny Jet Sets, v letech 1964 - 67 působil v The Byrds. V roce 1968 se stává jedním z trojice Crosby, Stills & Nash. V průběhu přerušované...

Píseň: Through Your Hands

Interpret:
David Crosby
Album:
Thousand Roads
You were dreaming on a park bench
About a broad highway somewhere
When the music from the carillon
Seemed to hurl your heart out there


Past the scientific darkness
Past the fireflies that float
To an angel bending down
To wrap you in her warmest cloak


And you ask "What am I not doing?"
She says "Your voice cannot command"
She says, "In time you will move mountains
And it will come through your hands"


Still you angle for an option
Still you argue for your case
Like you wouldn't know a burning bush
Till it blew up in your face


We dream about the future
We memorize the past
When just a simple reaching out
Could build a bridge that lasts


And you ask "What am I not doing?"
She says "Your voice cannot command"
"In time you will move mountains
And it will come through your hands"


So whatever your hands find to do
You must do with all your heart
There are thoughts enough to blow men's minds
And tear great worlds apart


There's a healing touch to find you
Out on that broad highway somewhere
Gonna lift you as high as music
Running through an angel's hair


And don't worry what you are not doing
'Cause your voice cannot command
And in time you will move mountains
And it will come through your hands


Through your hands
Through your hands
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