Shifting
I could jump these fields in my seven-league boots
Walk trails with shades and ghosts
Blaze tracks in my devil's shoes
Crawl invisibly across your roof
I could just about fit into every hole
Where I wouldn't be seen
I could melt into the trees
And race their juices right out to their leaves
In a dream I was transformed
Left my bones outside the door
I could be furred or feathered or shelled or fleeced
I could be any man or every beast
Rolling with the breeze
I could be a soothsayer, a spirit-raiser
I could take to the air
I could take to the sea
Without lungs or limbs to hold me here
I'd be a keeper with every key
In a dream I was transformed
Left my bones outside the door
Everyday I'm shifting further from myself
I feel the pull, I start to soar, my skin is shed
Lay me down and I'll spiral through my head
Everyday I feel a little strange
Smoked a hole in my hungs and I've started to bleed
Got boots and gloves made out of meat
And I can hear the water
I can hear the water swill inside me
In a dream I was transformed
Left my bones outside the door
Everyday I'm shifting further from myself
I feel the pull, I start to soar, my skin is shed
Lay me down and I'll spiral through my head
Everyday I feel a little strange