Rice fields

In those rice fields
Nothing was real
But plants was also me
My hands could feel

Ever since our mind was born
Haven't told and haven't warn
Thank up and use your wish
Just don't use your fucking speech

All the storys of past
Is decorations changed at last
The only thing is real
Is present moment that you live in

With all the universe in hands
And all the hands in different plants
No matter when no matter why

I don't remember how i felt
But we can try a new attempt
No matter where no matter how

Ever since our mind was born
Haven't told and haven't warn
Thank up and use your wish
Just dont use your fucking speech