This castle of clay is all that remains Of my empire of sand and glass I can't explain this unwavering pain Since you went away My hands hurt. The constant migraine of your lost face Is with me to this day
My hands hurt. They keep me awake I cannot take a moment's rest I must remain, to defend. Here I stand, in the sand Against the rain Against the pain you have left My castle of clay is all that remains And I will try to save it to my last breath
My hands hurt. In the end All that you spent Was the love that I freely gave Surrounded by the dead I am spent Like the soldiers you did not send Save me now, Don't let me drown here in the rain.
My hands hurt. The scars you left Have never changed It's still an open wound Standing here defending my land Protecting my empire of dirt. Defending my castles of sand and glass. Still here rebuilding my empire of dirt. Until the day (Oh, that blessed day!) Until the day that my hands Will no longer Hurt.
I was inspired by one of the scenes in Logan and by the comic Old Man Logan to create a little diddy that might be Wolverine's anthem as he grows older and the number he's lost increases. Shout out to Hugh Jackman for being such an incredible Wolverine, you will always be my favorite!!