Lyrics These Green Valleys - Heather Woods Broderick

These Green Valleys

How many times in your life have you cried out?
Having dreams at night of your teeth falling out
Insecurities look like knees
Blades of grass, soft and sweet, can cut deep
From far away everyone still look the same
Our bodies are like the sandstone cliffs the wind is chiseling away
All of the lines get pushed deeper in
Until the end, when they become dust in the air again
On one side of my shelter
I’ve been mining these green valleys
They don’t always speak to me
I get lost in them noiselessly
Outside of my shelter
Am I in opening blue waters?
They host a very large margin
Between me and my kindred ship