Orchids and Tortoises

Watching leaves slowly turning brown,
and looking to the clouds.
Sun shines through but dosn’t make a sound
but the waves compound and compound.

Standing still as they move around
looking to the clouds.
Theres nothing there but they’re too far gone to tell them

Its a big trip, im trying to find my peace of mind.
but these long streams help me stay lost before its found.
And the Orchids and the Tortoises they watch me slowly drown
and turn from backflipping arachnids into fish.

I’m thinking that big hips dont exist, so watch the pieces fit.
Straight, tall, know it all, squash me in the breeze.

I’ts a big trip, im trying to find my peace of mind.
but these long streams help me stay lost before its found.
But Organs and the Orchestra they watch me slowly drown
and turn from arachnids doing flips back into fish.