Weave through the tall grassJab me. Let me know that I’m still aliveLast trip the boy will be takingEverything from here is crazyBut I know one day I will live and wonderShe will, she’ll learn to walk all over againThey will gather once again and…Pretend. Did you think that one day it would come to this?Sitting in a stranger’s chair, staring at the whitewash-wallWaiting for the inspiration, invitation to leave this placeHoping there’s a better space to occupy my fall from grace(chorus)…hide. Over Hear. Same as it ever wasI’ve never been through this beforeTell me I’m wrong and keep me hereAm I wrong? I am Wrong…(chorus)Keep me in the tall grassJab me (the one still sitting in that chair)First trip the boy is still takingRun and hide but pretend your exploring