Summer Grass

I celebrate myself, and sing myself
Singing the song of the dirt that clings to my shoes
A worn soul in torn soles aching heels and sore toes
On my way to metamorphose
Until I am one with the truth
And every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you
To you and to the trees swaying while
The cool breeze carries
The birds over the fields
Of summer grass and dirt

I never thought about it much
I never thought about it
Sundown Lane is not a place
It's a frame
And I am paint plastered on the canvas
Strokes of star stuff laid heavy by an infinite brush
Take a look through my eyes, they're already yours
Set sail through the clouds to where you've been before
Lie on the hill, run your fingers through the grass
Dig them deep into the dirt, try to make the feeling last

And it's not like it matters
And it's not like it matters
And it's not like it matters
It doesn't really matter anyway

And it's not like it matters
And it's not like it matters
And it's not like it matters
Or maybe it does anyway

I celebrate and sing you
I breathe and I can feel you
Whisper in the wind
Pushing me into the ocean
Listen to people, they say more
Than what their words can tell you
So afraid
So aimless
So anxious
But it's all going to be alright
One foot over the other now
Stumble through the sand into the tide
It's just so hard to say
With it all in the way
All these walls that we raise
The distance we fabricate

I know you never thought about it much
You never thought about it
Sundown Lane is not a street
It's the winding stair to my dreams
And there is nothing we can't be
When we're already everything
On the shore ankle deep
In the water sparkling
We're one of a kind
Heart body and mind
All matter combined
Absolutely divine
Just wait you will find
By the end of the rhyme
We will erase the space
We will unwind the time