A nurtured urchin, you want it all grey
Am I more than my discernment of me?
I am the bends to your diving bell
And I'm still running blind through red flags
I've drawn a picture of you
It rests in my coat
I study it from time to time, see branches of everyone I love
Two heads one heart, it's a three part race
How we amble and oh how we trade
I am the logs to the splinters in your eyes
And I'm a bygone means in an unfolding hour
I've drawn a picture of you
It rests in my coat
I study it from time to time, see branches of everyone I love
I've drawn a picture of you
It rests in my coat
I study it from time to time, see branches of everyone I love