One night while walking on the rounds One seems to lose all control The face jerks in a spasm of frowns And the blood on the shirt Ladies faces and memories of things Tried to long put away Surprised the head and a number of things Seemed to subtly say O dont be shy O dont be shy O dont be shy O dont be shy I can glance with a movement of lids Or a shift of my head When confronted with things that I did Act like nothings been said Or take god as a covering guard When I do not believe In the grace of a governing god Who can see us in need O dont be shy O dont be shy O dont be shy O dont be shy Help me find what it is to be Is a womanly cry Any hint of a request for help Is not from I I can sing on the corners of streets O so in love While some goat incessantly bleats From there above O dont be shy O dont be shy O dont be shy O dont be shy
shy, spasm, subtly, incessantly, womanly