i live under a mushroom in the woods

I live under a mushroom in the woods, far away

Where I'm quiet and I sit real still

And I notice things, I notice things

All around me, all the sounds and the

Distant calls, and the dawn chorus rouses me

The city proved too much for me

I had forsaken you for the forest

The forest has forsaken me too

So my senses all are trained on you

The sun is setting earlier every day, and it rises

When I will it to be so beneath my mushroom in the woods

Spider leg shadows and a touch of winter in the breeze

You couldn't feel it, but I notice things, I notice things

I have not been given to wild emotions

I am inoculated from shame

Should you seek beneath the matted leaves

Expect to see the evidence of decay

Am I getting colder

Or is it getting colder out here

Am I getting colder

Or is it getting colder out here

Am I getting colder

Am I getting colder

I have not been given to wild emotions

I am inoculated from shame

Should you seek beneath the matted leaves

Expect to see the evidence of decay