Into the Verdure

The steepest one I timed
I can hardly taste it
If there comes a day
Maybe you’ll be in it
One from every crowd I see
Become thrown in my legroom
No joke
It’s been five years to the day

If he has them to taste enough
The background’s formed with the taste of both
If he has them to taste enough
The background’s formed with the taste of both

Awake, do it with your eyes awake
Do it with your eyes awake

The steepest wall I climb
I can hardly taste it
If there comes a day
Maybe you’ll be in it
No huff of blowing wind could
Blow me back further
From the very minute
I cross into the verdure

Oh, this day is the contest over
Oh, this day is the contest over
Oh, this day is the contest over
Oh, this time