You don't have to get your hands dirty for this one
As soft as they are they don't deserve to be run down this way.
If I could be this way..
Who will be the one to clear it up?
Work these hands
Hold them away
No one is alone
So here we are
Softer than the waves of the sea
Barred inside so who can be free
Wake up and live
Under manufactured light
So soft but not right