"Standing Naked" genre: Folk
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	A sad love song about a confused and complex young man.
	CD: Uncomplicated   Label: Girl For Sale Credits: Kimberly Belanger
	Story Behind the Song Kim wrote this song about me mainly while camping at Killbear provincial park around Thanksgiving. It's full of hidden meanings and inside feelings about our relationship. She worked on the music and lyrics for at least a month or two. Some of the guitar work is dreadfully sad and depressing. The touch-on harmonics used on her acoustic guitar are quite complicated to me, and I was unable to duplicate them myself. I don't know if I have the lyrics down right in some placed. Kim wrote most of them down for me, and when I get a chance I'll correct them if possible. Some of them only make sense to her. Lyrics Standing naked with roots exposed Mind wide open, but your eyes are closed Body willing when your throat just froze Eminates from you, the spiral that enfolds Myself, is this bliss Ethereal dreams, or just a kiss Some say, wait and see Or walk away and let it be But I sense how the tree inside you Is branching out, and burrowing in me Time is upon you, it won't cover sin It's denting your armor, only made of tin Seeping out is your sense of kin Dread all you want, you've let something in The hunter hears a sound While praying, knelt in the ground Cling to an era old One where you still feel bold You can't hide how you're bought and sold But the seed you need is planted and growing in me. Truth in your soul is a ravaging storm Your layers of genius don't keep your warm And the bottles you places have left you torn Soon the green water and moss will be worn Up from the shield and stone The statue you'll stand alone Don't wait for the wind to assist With the cracks and pebbles in your midst The seas takes you as little stones And washes your weary bones back home to me. Denial lies in you, it's the cunning fox How you've survived, this urban box Trial of sorts that showed your hard knocks You've lost the key to your own locks Of your cedar chest Beneath the ocean's crest Lies waiting another quest To sail above it, is that your best? Dive down, trust don't test Because the sea will guide your spirit to be free.

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