"Toadstool" lyrics

I am drifting
Like the flour I'm sitting
I shake through the cold metal holes
With the chemical rise
The bread and butterflies
Float me
Where I don't knead the dough

I'll sleep in a creekbed
With a green mossy bedspread
And laugh at the stars up above
In the dew morning hours
I argue at flowers
Sing tenor
To the swift Mourning Dove

I go to a place
Where the whole human race
Is omitted from my conscious mind

Wade my toes through the tidepool
Kick my feet up on a toadstool
Maybe frolic for the rest of my days
Dance through unseen territories
Make up bedtime understories
Track my growth
By the magic moon phase

Trees bend to greet me
I wave, then I curtsy
I smile to see my old friends
But when the boughs break
It uproots and rakes
Blows me with the leaves
Back again

I go to a place
Where the whole human race
Is omitted from my conscious mind

Cut my cranium open
Repair what is broken
I just need a little rewire
Maybe then I won't cry
Or need the SSRIs
Fix me like
A blown amplifier