Out of Body

Confiding in rivers

Telling my secrets to the moon

What does that make me

And what I believe in, is it true?

Feels out of body

When it's quiet after 2

I steady my breathing

'Cause it's all that I can do

One day I'll wither

And regrow to something new

For now I make notes of

The greenest greens and bluest hues

Feels out of body

When even the quiet gets loud too

But I'm breathing

'Cause it's all that I can do

And there's no control to lose