We're all walking on broken glass
Trying to find rust that will last
Time's running out for our plans
If in ourselves we could find peace
Maybe some of these wars they would cease
Time's running out for our plans
So just look... at my saviour's hands
My saviour's hands
My saviour's hands
My saviour's hands
We're cutting down forests and trees
The smell of burning's on the breeze
Time's running out for our plans
So just take a look... at my saviour's hands
My saviour's hands
My saviour's hands
My saviour's hands
My saviour's hands
So for the earth we call home
She's laid bare and stripped to the bone
Times running out for our plans
So just take a look at my saviour' hands
My saviours hands
My saviour's hands
My saviour's hands
My saviours hands
My saviour's hands
My saviour's hands
My saviours hands
Were all walking on broken glass
Trying to find rust that will last
Times running out for our plans
So just take a look... at my saviour's hands