Birdfoot - Story of a Beggar

And one day in the home of my father I saw him
Quietly begging, disturbing everything
And he was chased out by the crowds down the alley
And I started running, offering everything

And oh how I'm still running
Mud slowly cooling my body just been created
And I'm feeling everything

And I gave all the coins that I had in my pockets
Watching his eyes squint
Questioning loyalties

And I felt finally freed from that question inside me?
Of who was I really?
Well I am not anything

And oh, how it still frees me
The thought of giving away everything
Living through seasons
Seeing what's in front of me

Oh, and how i began my cause
Expensive taste I hungered for
Not knowing different till I woke up
And saw it was all nothing

And i saw visions of my future
Blinded by fruits of my labor
Guided by birds and the waves and they're telling me everything

And oh, how I was thinking, about elements, consciousness, and energy
And if I was anything?
And that answers now clear to me
And oh how im still stirring, mixing in spiritual entities, violently listening
To the trees trying to speak to me

And Im waking up
Im waking up
Im waking up
Im waking up

Written by:
Jack Staples

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