Decompose
Abbie Painter
I see a sign
The garden on fire
Push me
Through the grass
Hot as I burn
I decompose
The river will flow
Break down
The energy
Feed me to the ground
Oh and the earth moves
The old age
Tryna get your feet through the ground
The earth moves
The old age
Tryna get your feed through the ground
Old lives will die
The sugar
The flies
Decay to a new life
Arms now stems
My leaves will grow
Fall off
Through the snow
Breath in my soul again
Teach you to listen
And I grow
So tall
And cut me all up into pieces
Grow
Oh and the earth moves
The old age
Tryna get your feet through the ground
The earth moves
The old age
Tryna get your feed through the ground