Message 2

[Spoken] Hi, it's María I'm laying in my bed looking at a sequoia tree right outside my window I've been thinking a lot about how trees communicate With each other and with us They speak in centuries, slow and steady Through an entire network of mycelium mushrooms beneath the ground that we can't even see And although silent to us, they nourish and protect each other There's a beauty in the silence But I think that you'll hear their voices in these songs This one is called "Puddles" [Verse] Picture this I see you At thе foot of my bed As you watch me undress I wanna bе next to you