Navelgazer
I'm in time
Hip soul man from the south, a portrait in sound
A voice that would melt butter and freeze water to ice
And I have started to find
That I'm beginning to lose my mind
And she's someone else's world and not in mine
And I have started to find that it feels like I'm running out of time
You see I just turned 29 and time's unkind
I'm in time and I'm free and it's easy
Hip soul man from the south, a portrait in sound
A voice that would melt butter and freeze water to ice
I sleep with a night-stick and I never ask twice
I'm here to shake your bamboo thing
You know the one with the seeds in
I'm in time and I'm free and it's easy
I'm in time and I'm free and it's easy
Step out, step out, step out, step out, step out, step out, step outside yourself, yourself
I was wondering if you wanted to phone me
I was wondering if you were feeling lonely
Awake each morning with my fever raging
Aah I'm changing
From the non-linear, post-literal tribal man that I not am
To the global electrician, the erotic politician
The physician with the vision
You see I'm a heavyweight ladies
And prone to thinking
Which serves my heart no purpose
Step out, step out, step out, step out, step out, step out, step outside yourself, yourself
I'm in time and I'm free and it's easy
I'm in time and I'm free and it's easy
I'm in time and I'm free and it's easy
I'm in time and I'm free and it's easy
