Forest - Race to Space

Sleeping in my Sleeping in my den

I gathered them

Gathered them into words

When I’ll wake from my dreams

Sky opens up Clouds move up Trees bend down

Hidden underneath the soil

I hear in spring

Underneath the soil

Whisp whisper they whisper my name

When I’m alone

Hear the roots of the trees

In the forest

The forest of dreams

Hear my thoughts growing in Into the soil