Honeycomb

Rainstick, oh the gravity abounding thee Guiding you to make this sound In perfect harmony Acoustic, oh reverberating me Through the wooden walls of honeycomb It echoes as I sing Electric, oh the harshness of your strings Though the dust you shake From all these books gives me belonging Oh honeycomb Oh honeycomb Oh I'm coming home Oh honeycomb Ukelele, oh so tender and so sweet Singing nylon symphonies To nature's heartbeat And the keys Waiting oh so patiently For a hand to hold this melody That's putting me to sleep Oh honeycomb (I'm coming home) Oh honeycomb (I'm coming home) Oh I'm coming home Oh honeycomb I was just so unbelievably lost So I decided to just take this huge leap of faith To figure myself out And I found myself sitting in this little honeycomb Room in the middle of Georgia in the forest That was filled with all these instruments that were just Begging me "pick me up, play me... this is who you are." Oh honeycomb (I'm coming home, I'm coming home I'm) Oh honeycomb (I'm coming home, I'm coming home I'm) Oh I'm coming home Oh honeycomb Oh honeycomb (I'm coming home, I'm coming home I'm) Oh honeycomb (I'm coming home, I'm coming home I'm) Oh I'm coming home Oh honeycomb