Deer Boy Lyrics

The grass is always a little cold

In the morning

And it hurts my head

Getting woken up by the sun

And I miss my bed every now and then

When it's snowing

But these birds are singing a different song

Than before

Who knows what for

We used to jar up the fireflies

In the evening

And I used to listen to summer rain

On my roof

Pictures of people upon the wall

Different colors

Sooner or later

We trade our bodies for fruit

Where did it go

I'd like to know