Backyard Sunshine (feat. Izzy Cring)

Backyard sunshine, rainy day Vines making branches droop heavily Trees standing tall, protectively My feet are rooted in motherly energy Looking at the sky, I drop my blind eye And adjust my focus to define the things I never noticed With a clear lens I see the layers of activity In my surroundings and within me This is my scenery Metaphorical reflectivity Of the complexities Within me My sight is narrowing way past the trees On the culture we're creating Through novelty Through artistry Looking at the sky, I drop my blind eye And adjust my focus to define the things I never noticed With a clear lens I see the layers of activity In my surroundings and within me