I’m Coming Out – Shovels & Rope

I’m comin’ out
I’m comin’ out
I’m comin’ out
I’m comin’ out

I feel small
I feel weak
Wet and bare
Shaking knees
Like a newborn fawn
Clean and pure
Standing in the road
So unsure

It’s fight or flight in the springtime
I got the taste of blood in my mouth

And I’m comin’ out
I’m comin’ out
I’m comin’ out
I’m comin’ out

Metamorphosis
What a test is this
It’s a cosmic tear
That you walk right in
Change your flesh
Change your mind
Everything you have
Will change in time