Look at these trees

Look at this grass

Look at those cloudsLook at them now

And look at them now

(Look at them now, look at them now)

Take a closer look

Study the raindrops on the leaves (take a closer look)

Study the ants on the ground (study the raindrops on the leaves)

Study the ground (I am all over the place)

The brown, porous topsoil, its softness. The mushrooms (I am out of place)

And the strange blue flowers that grow near them (I am elsewhere)

Study this, and ask yourself, "Where is God?" (Ask and make me where)

Back and forth and round and up, avoiding the loops of the mind

This place doesn′t know (look at me)

This place doesn't care

About the holy scriptures (I feel tender in the elsewhere)

Or how to pronounce

And live by the ecclesiastical (in the dark a sudden empathy)

This is a no-man′s land

This is a no-God's land (I am threatening to some)

Look at those trees again (like an empty body)

Look at the bark (must be explained)

Look at their height (but not explored)

Are they not darker than trees you know? (I am making room)

Are they not smaller? (for tenderness)

Listen to the wind (TMI baby, TMI baby)

And the rattling leaves. It's whispering a pagan psalm (Making room for lovers)

Back and forth and round and up, avoiding the loops of the mind, mind

Back and forth and round and up, avoiding the loops of the mind, mind

To become the untamed, full and muscular like lions of the mind, mind

I am elsewhere

I am all over the place

Making room

For lions

(Humanity)