Hands Dream
It feels like yesterday this was just a dream, four friends and I were the only members of the team. No name figured out just an idea to change the planet, we sat around amazed trying to figure out how to handle it. Step by step we executed the plan, somewhere along the road we got the name HANDS. No wall could stop us
Poem by Sean Rowe
Come and visit me I’m down at the bottom, letting go of history like I just caught em, life is a journey I’m goin’ slow on the road, bein’ strong isn’t how high you stand but how low you can go, I stick with music like its the only thing I know, its the one place that all my expressions can be showed, Other