Don't You See? - Miracles of Modern Science

Through a narrow ravine, flattened ferns under feet

Pull a thorn from my knee wading into the creek

I can bleed

Oh, and I know where I belong

Oh, I could never leave you long

Shaken out of my daze by the shrieks of machines

I am weak

A collision of grays, nothing brown, nothing blue, no more green

I can’t breathe

NYC, I was in you all along

Don’t you see I could never call you home?