Leafy things grow o'er the trails untrodden

And the breeze will o'er the fields of cotton

And the only things you've known have already been forgotten

Do you feel small

Do you feel small

If you found that you could live without your bloody body

If you found that you don't have to worry as you turn to rust

Would you trade your earthly flesh in for a plastic carbon copy

Would you stay and watch your bones turn to dust

Leafy things grow o'er the trails untraveled

Chaos has to go to where the order has unraveled

The only things you've known were thaught by those who won the battles

Do you feel small

Do you feel small

If you were eternal and your blood would never spoil

If you found that you could have all that this world has to give

Would you let the great unknown reclaim your body to the soil

Would you make the space for those who've not yet lived

All of the children that walk down the street

That have hats on their head and two shoes on their feet

They've got eyes full of dread and a smile so sweet

That isn't any fun

All of the children who run down the street

That have wind in their hair and got cuts on their feet

They haven't got a care of what trouble they'll meet

'Cause they can run faster than anyone

Leafy things grow on the green forest floor

Where the children would go and they used to explore

Running heel, ball, and toe 'till a trail is worn

But the leafy things know, nobody lives here anymore

So leafy things poke at your ankles as you pass

And the sprouting saplings joke with the budding blades of grass

Try your best to leave a trail and the leafy things will laugh

Do you feel small

Do you feel small

The soil owns us all