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
The bigger the front then the bigger the back
My heart beating still through the perilous night
The bombs burst in the 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