The Hammer Holds

A shapeless piece of steel That's all I claim to be This hammer pounds to give me form This flame, it melts my dreams I glow with fire and fury As I'm twisted like a vine My final shape, my final form I'm sure I'm bound to find So dream a little Dream for me In hopes that I'll remain And cry a little Cry for me So I can bear the flames And hurt a little Hurt for me My future is untold But my dreams are not the issue here For they, the hammer holds And the water, it cools me gray And the hurt's subdued somehow I have my shape, this sharpened point What is my purpose now? And the question still remains What am I to be? Perhaps some perfect piece of art Displayed for all to see So dream a little Dream for me In hopes that I'll remain And cry a little Cry for me So I can bear the flames And hurt a little Hurt for me My future is untold But my dreams are not the issue here For they, the hammer holds The hammer pounds again But flames I do not feel This force that drives me, helplessly Through flesh and wood reveal A burn that burns much deeper It's more than I can stand The reason for my life was to take The life of a guiltless man So dream a little Dream for me In hopes that I'll remain And cry a little Cry for me So I can bear the pain And hurt a little Hurt for me My future is so bold But my dreams are not the issue here For they, the hammer holds This task before me may seem unclear But it, my maker holds