Kevin Healey - Tendrils Lyrics

"Tendrils," he said
I put out long tendrils
To see if someone latches on

And if they do
"You feed it," he said
And gestured as if
Pumping fuel into flames

I do, I do

I smile at this thought: some sinister ploy
Ah, but then again, maybe it's true

Forgive him, I think
See, once when I asked
"Are you the Giving Tree?"
His stunned silence
Deafened us two

I do, I do
I do put out tendrils
I do so to climb
Get on, get out your own tendrils
Or you'll only get sucked into liars'
Get on, get on with your life
Or just suck it up, lay down, and die
Get on, get on with your life

No, tendrils aren't tentacles
Viciously preying
In occupied octopi grounds

No, tendrils reach carefully
Craftily craving to climb
Toward sun-bitten clouds
What tentacle's trapping you now?

Get on, get out your own tendrils
Get on with it, on with your life
Get on, get on with your life
Get on with it, get on with it

Get on
Get on with your life
Get on
Get on