Northern Moss (Draft)

Sprawling like ivy to reach for your arms Unhindered words in the fog of the giants feet Float me like corpses Out past the waters edge And into the woods Where I'll last be seen Rocks that I take roots to humble this home I like the rain but it's raining too much Why ain't I perfect Will this feeling end Or is sadness A life long belief I've wasted good lies of lately No more excuses to recuse myself I'm growing taller but my hearts getting smaller And the pain of a long life degrades The beauty I once found In this valley of youth