What is that you're saying?
A plane flew o'er and I couldn't hear you,
Or the neighbours praying.
I am just sitting here in my hammock,
It's my favorite place,
I can work, I can play, I can sleep, too,
While you sing to me with truth, life, and grace.
I see you 'mongst the leaves of my shade tree,
Oh! I just had a thought,
Would I could be as connected as you,
To whoever is god,
Maybe I am,
This is all there's to know,
Why grasp for something that's prob'ly not there?
My phone is buzzing and I have to go.
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