[Verse 1]

Morning moss, crawling over my toes

River cries, buzzing flies, letting out sighs

Seeing sights, sights don't turn to see me

Afternoon windows

Dogs say hi, they say goodbye

Seeing spots, disconnecting dots

[Verse 2]

Having guests, guessing where the apples grow

Letting go

Letting go and folding my clothes

I like to miss you, I like you laughing at my jokes

Seeing spots, disconnecting dots

Seeing spots

Disconnecting dots