Tom: D
D
We share a culture, same vernacular
D Bm A
Love of physical humor and time spent alone
D
You with your penchant for spontaneous advents
D Bm A
for sticky unrests be unearthed and then gone
D
You are a gift renaissance with a wink
D Bm A
with tendencies for conversations that raise bars
D
You are a sage who is fueled by compassion
D Bm A
comes to nooks and crannies as balm for all scars
D
You make the knees of my bees weak
D
Tremble and buckle
D
You make the knees of my bees weak
D
you are a spirit that knows of no limit
D Bm A
who knows of no ceiling, who balks at dead ends
D
you are a wordsmith who cares for his brothers
D Bm A
not seduced by illusion or fair weather friends
D
You make the knees of my bees weak
D
Tremble and buckle
D
You make the knees of my bees weak
D
you are a vision who lives by the signals
D Bm A
of stomach and intuition as your guide
D
you are sliver of god on a platter who
D Bm A
walks what he talks and who cops when he's lied
D
You make the knees of my bees weak
D
Tremble and buckle
D
You make the knees of my bees weak
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