Whalen: Music
Kind Of Shape
(Whalen)
So many voices so much to say
Speaking in tongues or clear as day
Longing for the first sounds ever heard
Sounds so sweet then turn to words
Words show love and lead the way
Teach and twist and fade away
But linger there when they are needed most
Like maybe an angel or maybe a ghost
And I just can’t see it
Step back and I feel it
Feel it changing under my skin
The kind of shape I’m in
The people I’ve met along the way
Bonded and battled with or brushed away
Cleared, faded or etched in memory
Do they know their place with me
And I just can’t see it
Step back and I feel it
Feel it changing under my skin
The kind of shape I’m in
If it’s all the same to you I’d rather be
Without the doubt and things that trouble me
But I just can’t see it
Step back and I feel it
Feel it changing under my skin
The kind of shape I’m in
I’m not one to look too deep
But certain things creep in my sleep
Dreams of you reach some clarity
Do you ever dream of me
And I just can’t see it
Step back and I feel it
Feel it changing under my skin
The kind of shape I’m in