Shape Of Strange - Two Loons For Tea, Cameron Stone, Dave Palmer

What is the shape of ordinary?

What is the shape of strange…

There’s a shadow of a reptile on the road to man

In a whisper, in the ethers

And a tear falls from a war-horse

Caught in traffic

Gather your courage pilgrims

‘Cause this is where the students of amnesia

Tourists in a hurry find a stairway to lightness

In the skyline, on the seacoast

My warhorse, my hairdo

And words to live by, words to live by

So let’s get to the root of your hairdo

And your paper fortune

And your stairway romance

You are a weaver

You are a weaver

You are a weaver

Of possibilities…

Well, the warehouse of godless measure

Men and their shadows: remember this…