Little Hands
The String Cheese Incident Lyrics


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Winding down the dusty trail
from Cathedral Butte
Walking towards the canyon floor
playing Anasasi flutes.
Eagles flying overhead
beneath the desert sky.
Makes me think of how they lived
many years gone by.

I wander here from time to time
to give my head some space.
Leave the noise and confusion.
Vanish without a trace.
Salt Creek runs through the grass
as you hum that canyon tune.
Brush against the desert sage
just like some sweet perfume

Eight hundred years ago
this canyon was their home.
Eight hundred years ago
they walked through the sand.
Eight hundred years ago
they painted these little hands.

Yes this is the timeless place
that's seen them come and go.
They packed it up way back when
and drifted on down the road.
The earth, the sun, the moon and the stars.
meant so much back then.




But the years go by and though you try
you can't bring them back again.

Overall Meaning

The String Cheese Incident's Little Hands paints a picture of a dusty desert trail where the guitarist and vocalist of the band, Bill Nershi, is walking. The song takes us on a journey deep inside the canyon where Anasazi flutes are played and eagles soar overhead. It makes one ponder how the native people lived in this barren, arid region. The singer tells us that he visits this place from time to time. He comes here to escape the urban chaos and pandemonium and to clear his head. The song seems to emphasize what is truly important- the serenity of nature, the beauty of the surroundings, and the importance of introspection.


The chorus of the song mentions the "little hands" painted on the canyon walls by the Anasazi tribe who lived in this place 800 years ago. It's worth noting that the Anasazi civilization thrived in the region that is now known as the Four Corners. They were experts in farming and lived in close-knit communities till around 1300 AD, after which they abandoned their settlements and moved away. The song seems to suggest that this iconic tribe has left behind an everlasting legacy. The singer can't help but feel like a mere mortal in the grand scheme of things.


Overall, Little Hands by The String Cheese Incident is a metaphorical song that highlights the insignificance of human existence in the vastness of time while also emphasizing the importance of preserving our heritage and culture.


Line by Line Meaning

Winding down the dusty trail from Cathedral Butte
As I navigate this rocky path and descend from the top of the butte, the dust settles around me.


Walking towards the canyon floor playing Anasasi flutes.
I am heading towards the valley below and playing my flute, a sound that is connected to the Anasazi people who lived here long ago.


Eagles flying overhead beneath the desert sky.
The majestic birds soar high in the sky, reminding me of the beauty of the vast desert landscape beneath them.


Makes me think of how they lived many years gone by.
The sight of the eagles takes me back to a time long ago when the Anasazi roamed this land, filling my mind with wonder and curiosity.


I wander here from time to time to give my head some space.
I come to this place every now and then to clear my mind and find some peace.


Leave the noise and confusion. Vanish without a trace.
I leave behind the chaos and distractions of my everyday life, seeking solace in the quiet and undisturbed environment of the canyon.


Salt Creek runs through the grass as you hum that canyon tune.
The creek flows through the blades of grass, and as I hum my melody inspired by the canyon, they blend together into a harmonious symphony.


Brush against the desert sage just like some sweet perfume.
As I move through the brush and the sage, the scent that fills the air is reminiscent of a delightful fragrance, pleasant and calming.


Eight hundred years ago this canyon was their home.
The Anasazi once lived in this location, this very canyon that I am standing in now, over eight centuries ago.


Eight hundred years ago they walked through the sand.
The Anasazi people walked upon this same sand that I am now walking on, long before my time.


Eight hundred years ago they painted these little hands.
The Anasazi created art on these very rocks, crafting their tiny handprints on the walls for all to see, eight centuries ago.


Yes this is the timeless place that's seen them come and go.
This is a place that has stood the test of time, bearing witness to the passage of the Anasazi people who once made it their home.


They packed it up way back when and drifted on down the road.
The Anasazi eventually had to leave this canyon behind and move on, with no trace of them remaining except these rock paintings.


The earth, the sun, the moon and the stars. meant so much back then.
The natural elements of the earth, the sun, the moon, and the stars were held in high regard and were considered sacred by the Anasazi people.


But the years go by and though you try, you can't bring them back again.
Time marches on relentlessly, and despite our best efforts to relive or recapture moments from the past, we can never fully bring them back again.




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