A nurtured urchin, you want it all grey Am I more than my discernment of me? I am the bends to your diving bell And I'm still running blind through red flags I've drawn a picture of you It rests in my coat I study it from time to time, see branches of everyone I love Two heads one heart, it's a three part race How we amble and oh how we trade I am the logs to the splinters in your eyes And I'm a bygone means in an unfolding hour I've drawn a picture of you It rests in my coat I study it from time to time, see branches of everyone I love I've drawn a picture of you It rests in my coat I study it from time to time, see branches of everyone I love