Lynn Jolicoeur and The Pulse: Music
Out of My Comfort Zone
Had an innocent Monday
No crime
Had a beautiful Tuesday
So fine
On a curious new day
I’m looking where I’ve been
Some unusual spaces
A new place to begin
I’m a pebble in the undertow
An ember in the fire’s glow
I’m everywhere I fear to go
I’m out of my comfort
I hear the tempting siren call
Without a net to catch my fall
A wonder that I’m here at all
I’m out of my comfort zone
Looking down the road
Not my crowd
Not my scene
Like I’m living on the moon
Drifting by in a dream
Had an innocent Monday
No crime
Had a beautiful Tuesday
So fine
On a curious new day
I’m looking where I’ve been
Some unusual spaces
A new place to begin
I’m the panic in the aftermath
An eyelash in the razor’s path
A bubble in a fading bath
I’m out of my comfort
No garden in the countryside
No balmy evening Sunday ride
No haven where we can run and hide
I’m out of my comfort zone