The Tool - Rising Storm

1. Strophe

Meanings differ

Built up on sand

Liquid holds it together

Doubtful and for what it stands

A knife could free you when chained with rope

The hand could fondle the precious skin

Might and Power could keep the peace

It’s up to us

2.Strophe

Appropriate handling

Is expected of tools

Though the balance of action

Is distracted by fools

A knife could kill in a blink of eyes

The hand could form into a fist and fight

Might and Power could destroy the weak

Pick up your tool !

Over time, without an end — new pieces rise form shapeless hands

The forge of mind creates the meaning of tools

For what you see is what you believe

Perception changes but the heart must stay true

Pick it up and choose

Interlude

What could you imagine?

What could you imagine it for?