Have you ever walked through the forest, when the moon shines bright and everything seems to come to life, if you have then you understand.
Standing in the middle of open wilderness
I took a glance around but couldn’t make a sound
The daylight was fading as the crickets began to hum
Going down, down, below the earth the sun went
As the lust of the night sent me into a trace
I was overcome by the forests most beautiful dance
The colors around me illuminated my eyes
Looking back and forth I wanted to cry
Violet flowers opened their wings
So the bee’s and the birds could help them sing
The grounds mass was made up of grass
Brushing against my feet it made me fall fast
So soothing to the touch of my feet I wanted to just fall asleep
Surrounded by stars maybe Venus and some Mars
As I layed down to get some rest
I couldn’t help but think of the rest
How I got here and wheres the rest
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