I can feel my organs failing as I stare up at the trees
I’ll decompose amongst the wood as I bury myself in leaves
And I always made a promise that I’d get away from my home town
But I’ve gone into hibernation so I don’t think that’ll happen now
Because I’m too many lived years restless and just counting down the minutes
‘Til I smear the mud across my eyes and join the earth bound insects
So don’t wake me unless the moon is full and the crows fly north once more
For I shall cast aside my humanity as I sleep upon the forest floor