Carey Clayton — Rice and Tangerines

I hold myself in Quarantine Living on rice and tangerines Hibernate for health Wake me soon from this Dream Keep the distance Try hard to stay back Our existence Is under attack You insist it’s Just here to distract So I’m Up on the hill I hide Till the day when it all subsides Here till the end residing What does it mean to survive alone Mother earth is plotting Of growing a new garden Only heard by those who listen And Heed her gentle warning Keep the distance Try hard to stay back Our existence Is under attack You insist the earth Had a relapse Up on the hill I hide Till the day when it all subsides Here till the end residing What does it mean to survive alone