The Plant Song

G5 G5 Yellow is the warm and friendly radiating ball of love C5 Sits up in the coolness of the calm the cooling moon above G5 I'm implanted firmly, by the spinning of this media C5 Erases through the emptiness of all that is exterior C5 D5 Is this what it feels like? C5 D5 Is this what it feels like? C5 D5 G5 C5 G5 Is this what it feels like to be a plant? Red is pumping something by the gallons through the all of me And I'll be damned if I'll have something pumping through the all of me Green is not my color but the composition of my blood I never trust a botanist. They dig in dirt. They play in mud. Is this what it feels like? Is this what it feels like? Is this what it feels like to be a plant? Is this what it feels like? Is this what it feels like? Is this what it feels like to be a plant?