Like having the courage, but being far from a lion, I have no straw man, but a heart to stitch I have a great mind Yet it's over oiled And I've wandered the road In search of all I've missed
I don't look like a night tremor But I am Oh, I am I don't look like the Fisher King But I am Oh, I am I don't look like a night tremor But when you dream of fields I am the burning emmer I don't look like the Fisher King But when I lost my mind it seems I gained everything
I may play with this one a bit more. But for now it will stay as is, it will remain organic.