Barefoot on the Grass

I found it there, a sea of emerald green

The softest carpet that I’ve ever seen

Before I knew it, my laces were untied

And I threw my socks and my heavy boots aside

One step, two steps, a little bit shy

Testing the ground where the clover blossoms lie

The world feels different when the leather is gone

A direct connection to the early morning dawn

Barefoot on the grass, feeling so alive

This is the rhythm where the weary souls thrive

Walking on the velvet, dancing on the lawn

All the city's tension is suddenly gone

From the soles of my feet to the crown of my head

I’m drinking in the energy the nature has spread

Oh, barefoot on the grass, I’m finally home

I’m hunting for the patches where the blades are soft

Holding my head and my spirit aloft

Stepping over twigs, avoiding the dry

Seeking out the coolness that the roots supply

When was the last time I touched the real earth

To feel the very ground that gave the forest birth

Every little tickle, every blade of green

Is like a healing message, silent and clean

Barefoot on the grass, feeling so alive

This is the rhythm where the weary souls thrive

Walking on the velvet, dancing on the lawn

All the city's tension is suddenly gone

From the soles of my feet to the crown of my head

I’m drinking in the energy the nature has spread

Oh, barefoot on the grass, I’m finally home

The earth is breathing, and I’m breathing too

Matching my pulse with the morning dew

I can feel the power rising from the clay

Chasing the shadows of my mind away

I don’t need a battery, I don’t need a wire

The green beneath my feet is a cool, gentle fire

Don't wait

Take off your shoes

Feel the life