TWO FACES

I live in a head that has two faces
In a forest of cement and a city of trees
I live in a head that has two faces
Like the lobes of the brain split by the thieves

I know I was stolen the jewels of the trees
The cement was left a joke from the thieves

I know I was stolen the jewels of the trees
The cement was left a joke from the thieves

With a tulip nose
And buttercup eyes
And a mind and soul
As laughing gold daisies

May I be the sun to warm you?
May I be the rain to feed you?
May I be the great Mother Earth to hold you?

I know I was stolen the jewels of the trees
The cement was left a joke from the thieves

-- words and music by Ian Colvert