I live under a mushroom in the woods, far away
Where I'm quiet and I sit real still, and I notice things, I notice things
All around me, all the sounds and the
Distant calls, & the dawn chorus rouses me
The city proved too much for me
I had forsaken you for the forest
The forest has forsaken me too
So my senses all are trained on you
The sun is setting earlier every day, and it rises
When I will it to be so beneath my mushroom in the woods
Spider leg shadows and a touch of winter in the breeze
You couldn't feel it, but I notice things, I notice things
I have not been given to wild emotions
I am inoculated from shame
Should you seek beneath the matted leaves
Expect to see the evidence of decay
Am I getting colder
Or is it getting colder out here
Am I getting colder
Or is it getting colder out here
Am I getting colder
Am I getting colder
I have not been given to wild emotions
I am inoculated from shame
Should you seek beneath the matted leaves
Expect to see the evidence of decay
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