The forest awakes A desert at dawn A mountain at night And the rhythm moves on
The people awake They're marching along The streets are alive With a terrible song
Forwards and backwards in every direction The abs' perpetual motion The shifting of light on the banks of the river I'm free, but I'm keeping my clothes on
I'm marching along The street where you live I'm calling your name, The song is a gift The song is a road A road is a face A face is a time And a time is a place A place of relief and a time of confusion The heart is a simple equation With beautiful words and with beautiful people A song is a face, is a mountain
A fruit that falls before it's grown I heard a sound and a bird has flown It breaks to pieces above the forest A million particles born today Out beyond the blue horizon Air cannot escape Underneath the weeping willow I can see your face Free-form, climbing all over me Creatures great and small Doctors pulling them out of you Hideous, virtuous, both of us
Come in my kitchen when it rains outside Sweet inspiration sneaks up from behind
Forest is true I know for a fact That the bigger the front Then the bigger the back
My heart beating still Through the perilous night The bombs burst in air But my hair is alright
The shifting of light on the trees and the houses I drown in an ocean of perfume The strangeness of words How the meaning keeps changing But somehow the beauty will find you