Deacon Smith - I AM текст песни

Текст песни I AM - Deacon Smith




I am a brother
Ready to smother you with love if you need
A son who you can teach, no other helping hands but me
A daughter you can't see
Eventually the peaks may reach us, weak
I am resistant to some heat
Ego retreat
I'm unvetted
Set up by my past to mask my headway, threaded
I am sewn with old proponent's wool
The suture holds the day I've wedded
I am a webbed-foot land walker
Out of water, held my breath extensively
Can't stay in bed a second longer
I am a sickly tired wanderer
Daydreamer, a ponderer
Hay fever, their on to ya
I am afraid of showing all of which I think, and feel, and care for
I plainly can't explain that which I want to show, there's always more
I'm constantly constructing constipating thoughts
Await torrential downpour
My pores secreting secrets, poor unfounded lore
I am a friend
A tendril you can intertwine with, grow to no end
And if I stunt, I may just bend to where we both can see the light come in
Fend off, and let caterpillars feed
Together we can shed some leaves
No enemies
Just neighbor trees
Here I go, row this boat
Wherever I can find, peace on my own
Here I go, row this boat
Wherever I can find, peace on my own
I'm a night owl dressed in a button up
Buttercup, but I'm tough enough
And if another blight thrusts as much as what's come
I'm a monk in the mountains
Shave my head
Lump myself
I am not my insecurities
I'm a pleaser
Please sir, whelm my extremities
I am easily led with the breeze
And I reasonably am impressed with the seasons' ability to change at the rate that it does
I'm inquisitive, and infinitely interested in what is above
So below
I'm a low blown, grey, stone dove
When I take flight, I'm a rogue rider
What I was, is a little who I am
And dammit, if I love, I'm a ghost of man
And if write in tongues, I'll appeal to a fan
I'm a transfused transistor, no plans
Animated, hands of paper
Cut the tape
Remain a savior
I am thankful for the way it all is shaking out
I say I am, and feel the words get taken from my mouth
So here I go I'll row this boat
And float to shore
I'm sure the words I wrote will reach the beaches that they need
Beseech and reap that which I sow
Lord only knows
Here I go, row this boat
Wherever I can find, peace on my own
Here I go, row this boat
Wherever I can find, peace on my own



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Deacon Smith - Renaissance
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