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The Forest Kind

Laura Jorgensen

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Quicksand clay and I'm being drawn down
Sucked into the swirl of a thousand years
Muck all full of the bodies of birds
And our hopes are drowning all here, drowning all here

Your eyelids close
It seems as though your heart slows
Don't notice how the mountains turn to dust

The mud I like is the forest kind
Sinking feet into the earth
Barefoot always in a home like this
No pavement to scratch our feet
Grass beneath, grass beneath

When you're in the meadow, you don't have to call my name
I will hear you
Even with my ears closed
But out here in the city
Those buildings all just steal your words
So even though you're screaming
To me it sounds a whisper

Your eyelids close
It seems as though your heart slows
Don't worry dear, we'll be far from here
When the city falls

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