Lyrics

I flew over burnt, warring plains,
palace-free and understanding
And over the hilly paths
before the man-made prairie

I kind of want to marry you
for your directions

And I drew compass roses
in ink the shade of ocean waves
all along my inner arms -
you know what I mean

I kind of want to render this in green
for my protection

Undulations in the grassy sea
all alone and understanding
I was humbled at your feet
and at my own reflection

I kind of want to change direction
chaotically