you are my loving nature

it’s six to one
as the clock ticks on
and the hands move to choose
the directions in the road
half a dozen ways to go
least half a dozen ways to go

jobs now or forests forever
a belly full or a clear mind
will we drink this dirty water
or let the rivers run wild?

i once knew a bear
and the bear knew me
now i can hardly hear
and i can barely / bearly see
for there is more than one tree falling
there are so many trees falling
and they’re falling all over me
they’re falling all over we

a lust filled night / knight
or a happy home?
a belly full or a clear mind?
i would rather be in the garden
looking into the eyes of the one i love

you are my loving nature you are my loving nature
you are my lover in nature you are my lover naturally
you are my loving nature my loving nature my loving nature

© sylvi & see through publishing 1993

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