In the air behind me is a tail I can feel it now Poking through the chair I'm sitting in But I don't know how I know it's there In the air Kinaesthesia argues with the physical realities So evident to other senses Piping up in their defences Saying nothing's there In the air
In the air behind me is a tail I can feel it here Where it comes from is a mystery Just that much is clear Sensation point right here behind me Empty space to other people Who would likely shake their heads and tell me I'm not right in mine Even though I'm feeling fine With my tail right there In the air
Long ago I wished I had a tail Wished it very much You may say where wishes were concerned I was out of touch But it was what I wanted deeply For silly whimsy, nothing creepy Through hours spent in contemplation Wistful with imagination My nervous system found a way to Grow a tail down there In the air
Life would be quite different with a tail Whether thick or thin It would take some creativity to make the best of it And if tomorrow we all had them Would they come with stripes or spots And would they be prehensile So that we could hold a sandwich Or perhaps a glass of cold ginger beer With our tail right there In the air
One day I should I wake up with a tail Grown in overnight I'll take some analgesics for the pain If I didn't sleep on it right Then sew some tailholes in my trousers Try my best to not get trapped in sliding doors that slyly close Or turn around too quickly, should I belt some unsuspecting person Lacking derrière Savoir-faire
Meditations on the human tail Lead me back to now Contemplating what this feeling means What to think about This strange sensation at the place My sacrum ends and turns into my all-too-human tailbone I guess I'll never really know Nor have more than this song to show Re: my tail right there in thin air