The Thing at Hand

[Verse]

Thanks to the bullfrogs and the crickets and the cicadas

Thanks to the loons and the songbirds too

Thanks to all my music teachers

And the beauty they exude

They remind me I don’t need to be anything

I don’t need a look, I don’t need a brand

They remind me I don’t need to be anything

I don’t need to know what to say, I don’t need to know where I stand

[Chorus]

I just need to show up

For the thing at hand

Yes I just need to show up

For the thing at hand

[Verse]

I’m not black or white or gray

I’m not he or she or they

I’m not gay or bi or straight

I’m just me and maybe that’s just another thing to say

[Chorus]

I just wanna show up

For the thing at hand

Yeah I’m just trying to show up

For the thing at hand

[Verse]

Thanks to the pine tree and the tall breeze

Thanks to the ocean

Thanks to thе heartbeat and the spring lеaves

Springing into motion

Thanks to the big spinning cosmos

And its do-si-do

Thanks to the emptiness and the enmity

Teaches me how to float

[Chorus]

I just wanna show up

For the thing at hand

Yes I’m just trying to show up

For the thing at hand

[Outro]

I defy

Being defined

I am not my body

I am not my mind

Yeah you can point right at me

And still there’s nothing there

And whatever you call

I don’t care