You are wild in the grass
All of you cry your tears, out with them
For me to die before you
Everything separated into its parts
All of you cry your tears, out with them
I planted it in my interior self
Everything separated into its parts
You have crept in
I planted it in my interior self
A paper-filled interior
You have crept in
I wouldn’t survive that lightyear.
A paper-filled interior
For me to die before you
I wouldn’t survive that lightyear.
You are wild in the grass