Secret Skin

Chin up, boy What are you hanging low for? Slow down, boy There's not much use in speeding up You've got your coffee You got your weed Your hammer and your headphones The morning and the falling snow, and Oo Give it here All of that rambling knocking around inside of your head It'll clear Sweeping it clean like speaking a dream You see what I mean? You've got your garden Your sewing machine Your paint and your apothecary Packer in your underwear and Oo See that wind light you up? Don't give in, don't give in When your love goes under It'll grow into a secret skin And wait for spring Oo Sun like diamonds in your Don't give in, don't give in When your song goes under It'll change into a different hymn And bloom in spring Oo