Flora

I insist it wasn’t always like this

I saw the sun saw red in the grass

With every fiber vibrating alive

And so I lie down and lower my eyes

Until the sun fell low in the yard

Feeling territory coming down

Then I'm out

I don't hear the sound

And I know I’m lost wherever I walk now

And I'm walkin' outside, nothing feels good

Take a blue meander into the woods

Nothing's shining like I feel like it should

And the birds sing dissident tunes

Singing the sadness of the afternoon

And all the distance I’m hearing it through

Then I’m out

I don't hear the sound

And I know I’m lost wherever I walk now

I’m bowing down now through the flora

I’m bending down to the floor now

I’m dreaming, don’t worry

I’m praying now, to the forest, to the flora, to the floor now