I hear them crawling Through the brush The rats and rodents They are all colorless As are the trees Seeds, weeds, and the grass How long I've been here And how I came To this garden It's all the same It's all the same I find it soothing And in due time You'll feel the same I found that color was for the birds I heard the meaning in my own words Saturation is killing me With no choices I am free I realize blind eyes see forever I realize live not for the weather