Flora from 11:11 by Pinegrove

i insist it wasn’t always like this
i saw the sun saw red in the grass
with every fiber vibrating alive
so i lie down & lower my eyes
until the sun fell low in the yard
feeling the territory comin down

then i’m out
i don’t hear the sound
& i know i’m lost
wherever i walk
now

& i’m walkin
outside nothing feels good
take a blue meander into the woods
where nothing’s shining like i feel like it should
& the birds sing dissident tunes
singing the sadness of the afternoon
& all the distance i’m hearing it through

then i’m out
i don’t hear the sound
& i know i’m lost
wherever i walk
now

i’m bowing down now
through the flora
i’m bending
down
to the floor
now
i’m dreaming
don’t worry
i’m praying
now
to the forest
to the flora
to the floor
now

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