Tiny Grass is Dreaming Lyrics

Let the left lane take me

Tired of sleeping in a tin can

Change it to west coast and maybe

If I decided would you grab my hand again

Like you didn't want to wake me

Like the dream was already changing

Into something more relatable

Into something more digestible

The crowd eats it's up

(uhhhhh)

Is your stomach still burning

Blame it on the stress of your youth

Are your lungs still burning too

Blame it on the things that you had to do to calm down

And the walls are still shaking

Not too old but dilapidated

By the fear that you've been feeling

Since the day that you decided that you didn't want to feel it anymore

But the bodies keeping score

Chest muscles and ribs wage war on your tired heart

And you don't want to let anybody in but it'd

Feel a lot better if you did