Awake

I see troubles, I see rain
Too many umbrellas, makes one insane
I see a river, flowing down to the sea
If it rains hard enough
That’s where it’ll carry me
I hear struggles, I hear pain
Too many ear plugs, makes one insane
I hear music, singing harmony
If it plays enough
It’ll be a worldwide rhapsody
I smell lies, I smell flies
Too much stillness, makes one deny
I smell a springtime, a fire in the autumn breeze
If the smell is fine
It’ll make fruit for the buzzing bee
I eat apples, I drink wine
Too much tasting, no longer climb
I eat light, natural energy
Through day and night
Capture and change the scenery
I take walks, I can run
Sometimes to close, to the heat of the sun
I reach out, for a branch or a hand
If I go far enough
Get to where I can stand