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