Green Me

I look out at the green
The protrusions crushed beneath my blue jeans
I begin to count the thread count
And I realise that I am now counting the ground
The blue becomes a green, Green Me
Oh, the blue becomes a green, Green Me

As I become objectified
I think of all the subjective eyes
How they're all a part of this slow wave
Oh, this ever-encroaching unstoppable gross phase
When dead they will see, Green Me
Oh, when dead they will see Green Me

How can we be artificial
When we were freed from her call?
Technology is natural
Oh, like a tree that branches tall
Oh, like a tree that branches tall
Oh, we are not artificial
Oh, we are not artificial

And so as I start to fall
I see all the people in me crawl
They crawl into me a thousand fold
Oh, millions, billions into my serene hold
They all become free, Green Me
Oh, they all become free, Green Me

And then the buildings start to sink
As spontaneous as sense into think
The church, the mosques, the banks all unified
Oh, no billboard escapes the Green Tide
All one dream, Green Me
Oh, life is but a dream, Green Me

How can we be artificial
When we were freed from her call?
Technology is natural
Oh, like a tree that branches tall
Oh, like a tree that branches tall
Oh, we are not artificial
Oh, we are not artificial

All one dream, Green Me
Oh, life is but a dream, Green Me
Oh, life is but a dream, Green Me



Credits
Writer(s): Liam Wilkinson
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