We were sitting in a circle, talking about our dreams
Talking about the color purple, talking about if we had the means to keep going with these routines
I would've said, hey, how's it going
Except, there's a man in the grass, will he let us pass
Maybe we should ask
If there was something wrong, if there was something fun
If there was something gone, if there was something done
We were sitting in a circle, talking about our dreams
Asking about the stupid places, is there any good graces
It's what my face is
I would've said, hey, how's it going
Except, there's a man in the grass, will he let us pass
Maybe we should ask
If there was something wrong, if there was something fun
If there was something gone, if there was something done
I draw a circle out in my journal, writing about the color purple
I draw a blob as I begin to sob, I draw a square to be more fair
I would've said, hey, how's it going
Except, there's a man in the grass, will he let us pass
Maybe we should ask
If there was something wrong, if there was something fun
If there was something gone, if there was something done
If there was something wrong, if there was something fun
If there was something gone, if there was something done
Hey, how's it going
Except, there's a man in the grass, will it let us pass
Maybe we should ask
If there was something wrong, if there was something fun
If there was something gone, if there was something done
If there was something wrong, if there was something fun
If there was something gone, if there was something done