Lyrics - Mushroom by Poor Jim

You're lying on the floor, screaming quiet.
You've seen it all before.
Going out, but
I don't have a name, speak to me.
Let me be.
See it all, but nothing's the same.
What
I see is not real.
You're lying on the floor, living, dying, waiting for the daylight.
Flying out to examine my mind, step aside.
Let me hide.
Still afraid of what
I might find,
I do believe in the trees.
Everybody's gone.
It's so damn crowded, debating with the daylight.
A journey all your own--are you crazy, waiting for the past lives.

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