I think it's time to put myself away

Seek out a little silence

Close the doors and sit a while

Walk a little

And as I put my words away

The flow slows

See this pen in a stream

Picking it up is easy.

Follow the shape of it.

Jump in.

Swallow it whole.

Jump in.

Even though I know my way around

Possibly there's something that I found

Holding on for finding solid ground

Someday soon.

Someday soon.

I'll turn myself into the grass

And I'll grow

Take this space above my head

And live a little, little.

Gonna wear my feathered headress

Like an indian chief.

Gonna stretch out both my arms

I'm gonna test the temperature.

Follow the taste of it.

Jump in.

Swallow it whole.

Jump in.

Even though I know my way around (even though)

Possibly there's something that I found (possibly I, possibly I)

Holding on for finding solid ground (ohh..)

Even though I know my way around (even though)

Possibly there's something newI found (possibly I, possibly I)

Holding on for finding solid ground (ohh..)

Someday soon.

Someday soon.

Maybe walk a little

Someday soon.