i have to thank one of my dearest friends, sunny aka silver feather, for sharing the lyrics of this new k t tunstall song with me. i haven't actually heard the song yet, but the words sure do resonate. apparently, i'm not the only one who feels this way. there's strength in numbers, yeah?
No I know I took for granted that things
Would always go the way I wanted, oh
I was going to be a treetop
A sea, a boat, a rock of ages I don’t always get it right
I’d see it in a different kind of light Pay my lip service
Keep it eloquent
Optimistic but
Never quite elegant
Still a weirdo
Still a weirdo, after all these years
I’d always thought it’s automatic
To grow into a soul less static
But here I am upon the same spot
Attempting to lift off into space I don’t always get it right
But a thousand different ways
And I just might Pay my lip service
Keep it eloquent
Optimistic but
Never quite elegant
Still a weirdo
Still a weirdo, after all these year
sStill a weirdo
Still a weirdo, after all these years