Cycles

Bees flap their wings and whisper Buzzing sounds from their flight Vibrations tickle the mind Towards the roots tangled below See them cling to their past See them ground in their ways Sun shines high Feed the land below All you have is time See how much they grow Hear the land It cries out for you Plant the seed Feed the land Follow follow us Follow follow us Follow follow us To the land where people know I said Follow follow us To the land where people can grow Woah Woah I said Woah Woah I said follow follow us To the land where we all know Bees flap their wings and whisper