jon valley - a tribal calling lyrics
this old… pair of undies… some scissors and my hands…
will make… a fine loin cloth… in which i will stand…
naked in the forest… where a young smooth boy can do as he pleases…
naked in the forest… just outside of this world’s diseases…
i am drawn to this… it calls to me… but i keep it nice and quiet…
because just a guess… cause i don’t think the world would understand…
i don’t think my parents, they would understand, no…
but a boy has his rights… to cut up his whities so tight…
and run through the woods with stealth…
all week long… i kept the secret… in my underwear drawer…
sitting at my desk at school… i could think of little else more…
than running free in the forest… running free in the woods,,,
unashamed of my nakedness… no need to wear a hood…
run like the cats… run like the dogs… run like the rabbits… and run
like the hogs…
run like the turtles without their sh-ll… shoot bows and arrows like
william tell…
these lyrics copyright 2014 by jon valley
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