Tim Cohen - Sycamore

When I feel uncomfortable
I sing in a voice that's not mine
With the heaving rumble
of an old horse on her side
as circling vultures
fill the air with carnal cries

You don't have to look at me to know
that I'm buried up to my knees
First time that you and I meet
you will not remember a word that I say

Turned around to look at me
you nearly broke your head off the spinal cord
So much of the world to see
and you're my all, my everything, and my door

When I feel uncomfortable
I sing in a voice that's not mine
In a tone that's untoward
or in words that are unkind

Oh, all the fears I've spurned just for the seeking of these delights
You don't have to look at me to know I've learned how to walk on ice

When I feel uncomfortable
I sing in a voice that's not mine
When I'm finally unborn, I summon a lion inside

You don't have to look at me to know that I've hid among the sycamore trees
Last time the animals got free, I believe it cost me an arm and a leg or so...

Turned around to look at me
you nearly broke your head off the spinal cord.
So much of the world to see
and you're my all, my everything, and my door.
You can start the world with me
you nearly broke my neck on the drawing board
So much more to be
you are my all, my everything, and my girl

Written by:
Timothy Cohen

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