Follow Me
Follow me down to the forest floor
Where the deer may roam and the blue jays soar
And make of yourself an offering
To the forest floor in the midst of spring

Leave behind your worldly things
And know not what your path may bring
But if you find yourself in doubt
Fear not, my friend, all paths lead out

No need to go the safest route
Where little adventure comes about
I do not walk through the crowded streets
No, the forest floor carries my two feet

Follow me down to the oceanside
To sit in the waves with the incoming tide
And make of yourself an offering
To the ocean waters in the mist of spring

Leave behind your worldly things
Let the salt flow in your wounds and sting
But if you find yourself in doubt
Fear not, my friend, you’ll soon wash out
No need to endure the withering drought
That’s not what this sweet life’s about
I do not walk through the desert no more
No, i walk in the sand on the ocean shore

I walk through the dirt on the forest floor
And i do not fear my life anymore