Healing Hands

First hovering, then lightly, going deeper
Move beyond this tight resistance, step aside the staunch gate-keeper
Living now, in the moment, I’ve arrived, I’m finally here
And travelling this distance, I loosen my grip on fear, I’m letting go

Through these healing hands
Pull me out of twisted troubles so I can finally stand
They’re beckoning me homeward, they’re embracing my heartland
Oh these healing hands

I count on myself, and I count on you
Through this moment of connection, we determine what to do
My body finds its centre and then sorrow slips away
The perfect balance between night and day

Oh these healing hands
Pull me out of twisted troubles so I can finally stand
They’re beckoning me homeward, they’re embracing my heartland
Oh these healing hands

The tantalizing delicate brush of these fingers (my Magnum Healing)
Yet how this feeling echoes through me, oh it lingers! (my Magnum Healing)
It’s lingering on…it’s lingering on

These streams of dancing light inside me flowing
Take me through all my confusion to the deepest kind of knowing
So much more than I had hoped for, this joy that sings and soars
And so inside this heart of mine, I fling open the doors, I’m opening

To these healing hands
Pull me out of twisted troubles so I can finally stand
They’re beckoning me homeward, they’re embracing my heartland
Oh these healing hands (my Magnum Healing)
Healing me

Words and Music © Monica Max West