Trip Tape, Vol. 1

A twig broke under my shoe I was pretty sure vibrations hit my ear But I heard no sound Blurs in the corner of my eyes kept me moving forward Tree after tree passed me by Embracing each other for comfort The amber sky peaking through the canopy Began to envelop my surroundings A methodical march of obscurity closing in on my mind All senses blank All movement suspended in time Then the wind whispered Are you okay