Not What They Believe
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About
A Therian can feel phantom limbs that are no longer there.
Lyrics
Verse 1
Old
Iron and skin
Heavy weight on my bones
I walk these straight stone paths alone
The dust
Deep in my throat
Dry
Searching for a creek to drink
I find a puddle by the brink
Cold
Verse 2
Weightless
Nothing to see
Behind my shoulder blades
A muscle tenses in the dark shades
Hidden
I feel them twitch
Wild
Pinions pull against the air
A ghostly heavy sort of glare
Wide
Chorus
Give me back the fur
Give me back the claw
Let the forest floor heal the flaw
I am human for the day
I am human for the pay
I am human till I lay
Down to sleep and finally run
Until the rising of the sun
Until the rising of the sun
Post-Chorus
Run away
Run away
Away
Away
Verse 3
Tall grass
Brushing my ribs
Rough gold against the grain
I forget the worry and the strain
Lost
Running on four
Low
Heavy paws hit the loam
Finding my way back home
True
Bridge
They see a face
They see a name
They see a man
But I feel the itch of the scale
I feel the pull of the tail
I feel the wind in my sail
Underneath the cotton shirt
Deep inside the mountain dirt
I am not what they believe
I am what the shadows weave
Chorus
Give me back the fur
Give me back the claw
Let the forest floor heal the flaw
I am human for the day
I am human for the pay
I am human till I lay
Down to sleep and finally run
Until the rising of the sun
Until the rising of the sun
Outro
Phantom limbs
Phantom life
Fading in the morning light
Wait for me
Wait for me
I am coming back
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