Not So Steady Hands Video (MV)

Not so steady are the hands that have been handling their whole life

I don't feel like a good person, let alone someone's future wife

Am I worth all of this to you?

Would you feel worth more to someone else?

I don't want you to collect dust like the other poets on my shelf

As I slowly slip away, searching for reasons why I should stay

I am held much too tight and promised everything will be alright

But everyday I wake up the same, relating less and less to my own name

And everything I thought I held in my hands slips through the cracks, lost like sand

Lost like sand

Lost like sand

Lost like sand

Lost like sand