Tom: D D We share a culture, same vernacular D Bm A Love of physical humor and time spent alone D You with your penchant for spontaneous advents D Bm A for sticky unrests be unearthed and then gone D You are a gift renaissance with a wink D Bm A with tendencies for conversations that raise bars D You are a sage who is fueled by compassion D Bm A comes to nooks and crannies as balm for all scars D You make the knees of my bees weak D Tremble and buckle D You make the knees of my bees weak D you are a spirit that knows of no limit D Bm A who knows of no ceiling, who balks at dead ends D you are a wordsmith who cares for his brothers D Bm A not seduced by illusion or fair weather friends D You make the knees of my bees weak D Tremble and buckle D You make the knees of my bees weak D you are a vision who lives by the signals D Bm A of stomach and intuition as your guide D you are sliver of god on a platter who D Bm A walks what he talks and who cops when he's lied D You make the knees of my bees weak D Tremble and buckle D You make the knees of my bees weak