Guerilla Toss Plants
In the garden flowers speak to me
They turn slightly towards the sun facing
Red and blue hues are the shadow
Right is the rock talking to our plants
In the forest trees hear more than [?]
They talk to me with electric spoons
In a language no-one chooses
Split ending it's not ours to whisper
[?] like no one hears her
Wild Green ivy, do you try to speak?
When I am walking, oh do you know it's me?
Wild Green ivy, do you try to speak?
When I am walking, oh do you know it's me?
People say it's easy to come to
[?] creeping next to you
But I never seem to get through
Right is the rock talking to our plants
[?] sprout
I'm just talking out of loose pieces
In a language no one chooses
In a language no one chooses
Split ending it's not ours to whisper
[?] like no one hears her
Split ending it's not ours to whisper
[?] like no one hears her
Wild Green ivy, do you try to speak?
When I am walking, oh do you know it's me?
Wild Green ivy, do you try to speak?
When I am walking, oh do you know it's me?