The “In The Redwoods”

You always
Used to drag your hair
In the forest
Through the moss and twigs
I went walking
In the redwoods
I made my
Way o'er

I declare
That we live magically
Falling asleep
To the soft raindrops
And in the morning
Wake up

When the warm wind
Is blowing through trees
We can't see it
Only hear the rushhhhhhhhhhhh