White soft decay
Tumbling weed
Quiet day
I walked away
Over time
My body stayed
Days alone
I walked away
It's in my mind
I feel it well, I see it
Through your eyes
You might be dead
Yeah, it's in my mind
I feel it well, I see it
Through your eyes
You might be dead
Cat-clawed caffeine babies
Cry to be fed
With acetaminophen
It's early Spring
The universe bends
For all the cold, the dying, the dead
It's in my mind
I feel it well, I see it
Through your eyes
You might be dead
Yeah, it's in my mind
I feel it well, I see it
Through your eyes
You might be dead
Fall, I fall,
I fall for you
(Hop in the Jeep Cherokee -
Never used it's 4-wheel drive
Roll down the windows
So we can get you dry
I remember that place from somewhere in my youth
Can't find the reason
Can't find the use)
You wandered in the road
You wondered if it'd snow
You'll probably know
You found your way back home
You wandered in the road
You wondered if it'd snow
You'll probably never know
You found your way back home
You wandered in the road
I picked apart your bones
You'll probably never know
Asleep, at peace, in snow
White soft decay
Tumbling weed
Quiet day
I walked away
Over time
My body stayed
Days alone
I walked away
It's in my mind
I feel it well, I see it
Through your eyes
You might be dead
Yeah, it's in my mind
I feel it well, I see it
Through your eyes
You might be dead