I'm Surprised - Owls

I’m surprised and I admit it

I’m surprised it’s true

To have grown up, to become

It’s a man that worries his friends

I carry chocolate with me everywhere

I sing like a crooked seahorse

I float like a cello

In the old theater, going out

Coming, coming out

The old theater

And in the quiet parts

You can hear the traffic past

The old theater, going out

Coming, coming out

Slow motion

I’m on time

You can keep

How I imagine you to be

I’m afraid I may have said

Something I didn’t intend to say

The reoccurring image

Jumps one plate to the next

And in the quiet moments

They hear traffic pass

I’m afraid I may have said

Something I didn’t intend to say