Fingertips

Before I can open
My all too eager eyes
Everything changes
From the oceans to the skies
Perpetual motion
Set a place by me
Everything’s breathing
My hair an olive tree
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go around and round
This comical wisdom
Creeps into my brain
A wave of my nerve and
Oh, so free of pain
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go around and round
Pa-pa-pa-ra-raaa-a
Pa-pa-pa-ra-raaa-a
Electrical current
Hallowed be thy name
Lift my emotions
And banish all my shame
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
Smell of sodden ground
Before I can open
My all too eager eyes (all too eager eyes)
Everything changes
From the oceans to the skies
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go round and round
Pa-pa-pa-ra-raaa-a
Pa-pa-pa-ra-raaa-a