There is a glow out there that darkens my skin and lightens my mind
Nothing is urgent, and we all move slow
We sink into the grass, and mumble our worlds
Always under a cloud of smoke
Well acquainted with the magic in the forest
Vivid dreams and hot sweaty nights
Blue in Green dancing low with the fans
Too many rolled up dollar bills
Not enough money
Freckles on my nose like stars in the sky
Make it hard to look me in the eye
But I want to be seen, so please do try