Leafy Things

Leafy things grow o'er the trails untrodden
And the breeze will blow o'er the fields of cotton
And the only things you've known have already been forgotten

Do you feel small?
Do you feel small?

If you found that you could live without your bloody body
If you found that you don't have to worry as you turn to rust
Would you trade your earthly flesh in for a plastic carbon copy?
Would you stay and watch your bones turn to dust?

Leafy things grow o'er the trails untraveled
Chaos has to go to where to order has unraveled
For the only things you've known were taught by those who won the battles

Do you feel small?
Do you feel small?

If you were eternal and your blood would never spoil
If you found that you could have all that this world has to give
Would you let the great unknown reclaim your body to the soil?
Would you make the space for those who've not yet lived?

All of the children that walk down the street
That have hats on their head and two shoes on their feet
They got eyes full dread and a smile so sweet
Well, that isn't any fun

All of the children who run down the street
That have wind in their hair and got cuts on their feet
Well, they haven't got a care of what trouble they'll meet
'Cause they can run faster than anyone

Leafy things grow on the green forest floor
Where the children would go when they used to explore
Running heel, ball, and toe, 'til a trail is worn
But the leafy things know nobody lives here anymore

So, leafy things poke at your ankles as you pass
And the sprouting saplings joke with the budding blades of grass
Try your best to leave a trail and the leafy things will laugh

Do you feel small?
Do you feel small?
The soil owns us all