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    "Skin On The Drum" Lyrics

    Michael Franti

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    I was born botanical
    the soul of an animal
    deep beneath the layers, I sink my roots
    no need for mechanical
    I come strictly organical
    when I need to feast, I look to the East
    that's why I'm never scared of the beast
    even though they try to prey upon me
    I'm protected by the one always greater than me
    so now I reveal to thee
    because you wanna see
    the contour of my mystery
    the strength of my arches
    the colour of my conscience
    and the way that I process my diction
    some fact some diction some mystery
    some future fantasy
    I'm the trunk that holds the branches
    the leaves who do the dances
    my flowers romantic
    my love gigantic
    from Africa, transplanted translantic
    in the heat of the sun
    I bring shade for everyone
    like the beat on the one
    I'm the skin on the drum

    I keep on living with the fullness of the one
    like the heat of the sun or the skin on the drum

    I'm fully marinated and now I'm ready for the fire
    so you can fire one
    fire one
    fire two

    See I've been fully marinated
    and now I'm ready for the fire
    see I'm beginning to perspire
    from deep within to the skin
    yo, the feminine and the masculine
    the pieces of the puzzle
    see my reflections in the puddle
    after the storm the purple of the sky
    brings to mind another time
    when we resided
    below the water line
    life was fine there human divine
    but in the years following
    evil men came swallowing
    everything in sight
    some learned to run, some stayed to fight
    I kneeled at the tomb of the soldier
    said I would love to behold her
    the magic in store there
    she touched me on the shoulder
    she said, "in time all is revealed, box of light be unsealed
    now listen to me son, be like the skin on the drum"

    And as the pepper gas clears
    and police and protesters go home
    just as the morning dew are tear drops of the night
    my emotions are always there for you
    and will never leave you dry
    This song was submitted on November 21st, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Lorin G. Ashton, Michael Franti.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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