Saint Ophelia - Pulling Shoots

I've got something to say but I can't find the words
Like birds I see 'em, but then they scatter into a tree
I feel it in my heart but as soon as I start to try to look around and see it, it ceases to be
Maybe with time in the dark I'll find how to spark
That truth that I know and I'll have something to show
But you know what they say 'bout these things
You may think you have wings
But until you take flight you don't know if you're wrong or you're right
These things come around in mysterious ways
Like days and nights they follow their own line
Out of the blue here from me there to you
In these words who knows what meaning you might find
Thank you my friend in advance for indulging my dance
Well it's awkward, that's true, but it's the best that I can do
Remember the tale 'bout the man who tried to hasten his demand
Well he pulled on the shoots and mistakenly pulled roots
I've got something to say but I can't find the words
Like birds I see 'em, but then they scatter into a tree

Written by:
Joe Panzetta

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