Metamorphose from Metamorphose! by schiavocampo

Metamorphose



How did I come this way?
Where I was born, was it a yarn?
Was it a fairy tale?
I often think there's more of me and them in everyday
A making up of what has been

I was a lizard
they were ants devouring my remains
from what was left they made a bundle lighter than thin air
then came a sudden blow and burst
the dust around and many states
seemed like one and only way

How did I take this shape?
My legs don't fit the waist
my skull don't hold the brain
I might retain a certain kind of human guise in human age
my soul of animals and mountains and of mirrored stars is made

And if you met me you shall not hold back,
you shall not turn away
there's more of me in you then anything you may see everyday
we've all come from somewhere gone,
we've all seen the blinding light of loss

now get the pieces back together, see the wonderful result
now get the pieces back together, see the mess you've done

• Acoustic
• folk
• Italy