Hinkypunks
Take this body I don't want it anymore
Walk the mire till I'm stuck
Friar's lanterns and hinkypunks
Body odor, backwoods, roach, skunk
Is that me it's coming from?
Is the earth rotting? or is it me?
Forgotten whimpers, misery
Mystery lies somewhere ahead of me
Through these swamps, putting in heavy work
Explore new worlds like Captain Kirk
And I seen those kingdoms in the sky
To reach them is my enterprise
But I am rooted in the soil
Tethered by a mortal coil
Restrained by the bog, I never chose to be loyal
Awaken from slumber to a struggle
No I did not book this jungle
But your fire shines to me
So call me king Louie
I wanna be like you
won't you cut me loose ignis fatuus?
Here we go again, the fear and wonder
Wonder when my mind won't spin, whirlwind
No ballad to command the gales hitting these bows
Not even King of Red Lions could help me now
Hundred-acre wood morph to east of shire
All sides, hemmed in can't win for my desire
Shed skin, bash bone, cut car
No piano, no guitar
Forget the phone
Make me shade, take the body
Don't want it anymore
Along the face of the sun I wanna soar
Make me a willow before I hollow
Got no time left to borrow
Soul turning dark, bonfire fade to embers
In the hearth as I'm pleading for a spark
Walk the mire till I'm stuck
Friar's lanterns and hinkypunks
Body odor, backwoods, roach, skunk
Is that me it's coming from?
Is the earth rotting? or is it me?
Forgotten whimpers, misery
Mystery lies somewhere ahead of me
Through these swamps, putting in heavy work
Explore new worlds like Captain Kirk
And I seen those kingdoms in the sky
To reach them is my enterprise
But I am rooted in the soil
Tethered by a mortal coil
Restrained by the bog, I never chose to be loyal
Awaken from slumber to a struggle
No I did not book this jungle
But your fire shines to me
So call me king Louie
I wanna be like you
won't you cut me loose ignis fatuus?
Here we go again, the fear and wonder
Wonder when my mind won't spin, whirlwind
No ballad to command the gales hitting these bows
Not even King of Red Lions could help me now
Hundred-acre wood morph to east of shire
All sides, hemmed in can't win for my desire
Shed skin, bash bone, cut car
No piano, no guitar
Forget the phone
Make me shade, take the body
Don't want it anymore
Along the face of the sun I wanna soar
Make me a willow before I hollow
Got no time left to borrow
Soul turning dark, bonfire fade to embers
In the hearth as I'm pleading for a spark
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Collier
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