Woven Hand - The Good Hand lyrics

I am nothing without his ghost within and all your wooden eyes cannot see the good hand upon me I took my shelter neath a familyre tree I'm livin where I come from I am I am my fathers son see the good hand see what the good hand done leave it lye let it go to ruin to be blown thin by the wind a heavy drone a heavy sway girl I love to see you talk that way I live I live among them and they breath forth fire I run I run fast and then I do not tire for the good hand upon me