Hands Without Strings

[Intro: muted slap bass, guitar harmonics]

[Verse 1: rhythmic melodic baritone]
I saw you carrying a mountain
With your hands already full
I could offer you a shoulder
Or pretend I didn't know
So I took a little weight
And walked beside you for a while
Didn't ask for your allegiance
Didn't wait to see you smile

[Pre-Chorus: rising gritty harmonies]
If every gift becomes a chain
Then what did anybody gain?

[Chorus: explosive melodic lift]
These are hands without strings
I don't need to pull you close
I can give without collecting
Every favor that you owe
Let the good we do be weightless
Let it travel, let it sing
There's a different kind of freedom
In these hands without strings

[Break: distorted bass and polyrhythmic guitar]

[Verse 2: warm melodic groove]
You might never know my birthday
You might never know my name
But you stood a little taller
And that's reason I came

[Bridge: half-time, fragile]
I don't need to keep a ledger
Of the kindness that I give

[Final Chorus: stacked harmonies]
These are hands without strings
Open palms and nothing more
If you're strong enough tomorrow
Help somebody through their door

[Outro: sustained guitar harmonics]
And the good goes on.