Is the diesel in your nose?
Can you smell the fumes?
Tell me my worth
And I'll pay you back
Names severed from faces
Heads from bodies
I'm surrounded
Nothing is wrong
I can't complain
In the words to a song
So what's there to sing?
And the leaves reach to breathe the air
And the river runs high from the rain
And the flowers rise to meet the sun
And I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm only barely ever full
I must be eating the wrong stuff
I'm sinking, keep a vigil
In speaking, steep ego too much
And the leaves reach to breathe the air
And the river runs high from the rain
And the flowers rise to meet the sun
And I'm alive, I'm alive
Is the cut grass in your mouth?
Can you taste the fresh?