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