Another Song About Camping - Make Believe

The electric webbing that surrounds

Bouncing and is itself all things

Reveals itself at dawn

The grammar of the woods need not

Distinguish between question and answer

So neither do I that can’t help thinking

I can’t help but think what am I

That can’t help thinking

I can’t help but think what am I

That can’t help thinking

I can’t help but think

What am I?