Daniel Lemma - Hand lyrics

I clung to a delicate straw It broke in my hand I'm at the mercy of strangers In a foreign land Now I'm waiting on guidance - Now I'm waiting on a sign And I'm running for my life But there's nowhere to run And the ground shook and rumbled me Rippled miles around It all shook with terror and I'm not making a sound Should we stumble Should we loose our ways Much too late now to matter, babe Now we're lost in the haze Ain't no two ways about it We sank like a stone Now I'm looking at ashes and Scars cover my bones Should we stumble Should we loose our ways Much too late now to matter Now we're lost in the haze