In the back of the car
In the corner of the yard
I sleep until dawn
In this blade of grass
Chlorophyll in the cracks
I'm smaller than that
I swim to the shoreline like my life depended on it
And i don't remember getting to shore
A body washes up in the silence of the cove
Gets blown by wind
To the side of the road
Picked up by a car
Taken to the closest town
In the fall of 16
When it turned upside down
When we start to say you're not welcome in this town
The acid rain will keep pouring down