

Song
Small Hand, Long Reach
Ollifax
•4:34•123 BPM•C•indie•hopeful
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Small Hand, Long Reach is a quietly powerful song built around a single act of human connection — a stranger kneeling in the snow to tie a child's lace, then guiding them through a crowd with a rope held loosely at both ends. Through spare, precise imagery and an unhurried pace, the song finds something profound in the everyday gesture of showing up for someone who didn't ask.
Musical Details
BPM
123
Key
C
Camelot
Cm
Credits
ComposerOllifax
LyricistOllifax
ProducerPeter Jaffray
MixingOllifax
MasteringOllifax
Copyright & Legal
Ollifax Music
PublisherOllifax Music
LabelOllifax Music
LicenseAll Rights Reserved
Recorded inThe Arctic
Lyrics
SMALL HAND, LONG REACH Big coat. Small shoes. Snow blows sideways Between us two. Rope on the ground. Palm turned up. I wait. People make room When I walk through. Shoulders turn. You see it too. Your sleeve hangs long. Your fist stays tucked. One wet lace In the frozen slush. I lower slow. One knee down. Boot leather creaks. You watch that sound. Old strap groove Under my chin. I catch your eyes. You look again. Pull my glove. Leave it there. White fingertip. Knuckles bare. Hand knows weight. Hand knows recoil. Now it hangs open Above the coil. You look down. Then look back. I feed the rope. Leave some slack. Your sleeve moves. My breath stops. Small hand. Long reach. Cold rope Between our feet. I hold still. You come near. Your fingers cross The space left here. Hold the tether. Let it run. Loose in the middle. Held at both ends. Small hand. Long reach. Your eyes stay Right on me. You touch the rope. Rub one thread. Look down the line At those ahead. A woman waits. Her bag hangs low. A man holds steady. Boots sunk in snow. Someone further Lifts the line. Movement travels Back to mine. You take one step. Then stop short. I keep my palm Where it was before. Your thumb finds The split in skin. Stops at the edge. Then settles in. My fingers twitch. I ease them back. You shift your hold. I leave it slack. You check my hand. Then check my face. I have to swallow Before we take One small step. Into the track. Small hand. Long reach. Cold rope Between our feet. I hold still. You come near. Your fingers cross The space left here. Hold the tether. Let it run. Loose in the middle. Held at both ends. Small hand. Long reach. Your eyes stay Right on me. Wind hits hard. You grip tight. My hand starts closing. I catch it in time. You lean close. I bend low. You brush the ice Off my coat. Then turn around. Another child. Hand half raised. A few steps behind. You keep mine. Reach with your free. I watch you wait The way you watched me. Small hand. Long reach. Cold rope Between our feet. I hold still. You come near. Your fingers cross The space left here. Hold the tether. Let it run. Loose in the middle. Held at both ends. Small hand. Long reach. Your eyes stay Right on me. Big coat. Small shoes. One wet lace. I stop for you. Knot pulled snug. Hand held light. You wait beside me. Then we join the line.
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Lost Victory
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