J Terrapin

Hello I was born in the seconds of an hour's last breath When I snap my pretty fingers ( I do feel) quite attached You can't hear me but you can see me and you'll feel my grip Simply speaking i'm allowing you into my drift Do not say harlequin Nor is it terrapin I hate the theremin We shall acknowledge him She speaks and I fall in Get ready to strap in When the mud is just right and the air is far gone The roots have waved and all the leaves are singing right along Blades and stems and jades and hymns and flapping kestrels sing The sky can be the ground the soil was seen to bring Do not say harlequin Nor is it terrapin I hate the theremin We shall acknowledge him She speaks and I fall in Get ready to strap in Oooh-Eeee Ahhh Ohhh Ahhh When i'm holding the winds blowing you might feel confused With a gentle little push you'll see what I can really do Overthinking isn't really what i'm born to be You know me as Jade Hairpin but my name is Sherylee Do not say harlequin Nor is it terrapin I hate the theremin We shall acknowledge him She speaks and I fall in Get ready to strap in Oooh-Eeee Ahhh Ohhh Ahhh