Like A Skin

The butterfly can just look back

Flap those wings and say Oh, yeah

I never have to be a worm again



The snake gets tired of being him

He wriggles from that itchy skin

Leaves it lying where he's been and moves on



Pre-chorus:

I've been longing for something tangible

Some kind of proof that there's been change in me



Chorus:

Feels like I have been waking up

Only to fight with the same old stuff

Change is slow and it fills me with such doubt

Come on New Man where have you been

Help me wriggle from this Self I'm in

And leave it like a skin upon the ground