Buck the Taxidermist - Emerald Glow

I'm drenched in the humid emerald tones
Early August, cicada drone
It's nature's barometric sing-along

A locust thorn that I kissed clean
witch doctor's cure for child's relief
You scratched your leg and man did it look mean
We took it easy to change the scene

Winterberry grove
you can find us close

I'm stuck in the islands with no words
push comes to shove with the native birds
They weather and feather the milky waves
like sightless seams in the endless end of days

I'm drenched in the humid emerald tones
Early August, cicada drone
It's nature's barometric sing-along

Written by:
Kyle Ayres

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