Bull Frogs Croon II. The Darkness

Say you're out for a walk
And somewhere through the trees
You walk out of everything in your head
Or off by a window in a thought
And what you look out to, a crease of trees
Perhaps you don't see at all
What you are thinking there in the trees
As you open like this through a window
And walk and walk into a gazing
Then say, darkness falls
Farther back than the cave you fell into
Farther back than the violence to animals
Darkness, darkness
Farther back than the water you dove into
Hands in front of your face to feel your way down
No, this darkness did not begin, did not gather
Then something backing off
It seems as you come in
Re-enters you and crosses you over
The sleep of the living and the dead
The sleep of the living and the dead
The sleep of the living and the dead